Paradise Induction Chapter 6 – Extract 7
On the main road, my shirt was drenched within minutes. I felt stupid as sweat dripped off me like someone had doused me with a bucket of water.
The road itself was busy with cars. I peeked at my side to see drivers and passengers of cars laughing as they peered out at me. The faces were clearly of islanders though they could have been from anywhere in the Caribbean.
I ignored their laughter and continued down the road.
I walked past the huge gated mansion of the Governor’s place and entered the main strip leading to Street Village—Mortigno’s central hub.
Many buildings came into view. I could see the hospital, financial firms, law firms, and coming closer into the centre, many restaurants and bars lined the waterfront. I passed the bistro where I’d first met Jacob Cain.
It will be fine, I reassured myself. If you get the job, just do your best and it will be fine. No one can fault you, if you do your best.
The ferry dock on the waterfront was busy as usual; mostly tourists taking the ferries to tour other islands around, or commuters who worked and lived on different islands.