Chapter 4 – Extract 11 from The Paradise Induction!
In an email he’d sent in January while I was in London, he’d mentioned that on my return to the islands, my connection to him had to be kept quiet. He explained potential reprisals—angry criminals going through the process, annoyed ex-cons coming out, disgruntled family members of convicts—and in coming to live in the Pharisee Islands, I had to be more cautious as opposed to when I was on holiday there.
I wondered if it affected the original proposal; part of the attractive idea of Pharisee Islands residency, was that I would live rent and bills free as Vernon worked away from home a lot. The offer had come right on point of my twenty-fifth birthday, falling in line with the vow I’d made when I was fifteen.
If things aren’t working out in London in ten years time, I’ll leave the country.
It shocked friends and family alike when I said, “I’m leaving the country forever. I’m never coming back to live here.” But I meant it. London was dead to me.