Paradise Induction Chapter 6 – Extract 1
“He’s a psychopath and a megalomaniac.”
This was the conclusion I’d drawn when I first met Jacob Cain three months ago.
During my two months extended vacation in the PI the previous year, Vernon provided a guided tour and I’d met many people native to the Islands.
On one night, he invited me to a political meeting named ‘The Round Table,’ with some men who worked in PI Government.
Including Vernon, I joined two men who convened at a small, quiet waterfront bistro in Street Village, overlooking the ocean, a ten-minute walk from Vernon’s home. We were the only customers with motorists driving by intermittently.
Jacob Cain arrived.
“Sorry I’m late gentlemen,” he said. “I had a prior engagement.”
Sat in the patio area of the establishment enjoying glasses of fruit punch, Vernon, Jacob Cain, and two older men who identified themselves as members of the reigning political faction PIP—Pharisee Island Party—talked about the deteriorating economic state.
While the two older men seemed to do all the talking, Vernon remained quiet and so did Jacob.
One of the maturer men, with his bulging belly, thick side burns, and a receding hair line spoke loudly and cursed.
“Man!” he shouted. “We be losing everything. PI is going down meh-son. We ain’t got no money.”