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air. “Well, to start with, there was the stuff about the TV crew coming along.” She glanced back toward the beach, where Butch and the other camera operator could be seen filming the guys’ antics.
    “Yeah, we figured that one out right away,” George said. “Couldn’t you just have said no to that whole plan? It’s not your fault Pandora went all wacky—well, wacki
er
—and got herself arrested.”
    “I suppose.” Sydney bit her lip. “But Vic thought it’d be helpful to the production if we went along with it, and it’s only for the first week….”
    “Never mind,” I said, shooting George a look. The last thing we needed at the moment was to get Sydney even more upset! “It’s done now. So what happened?”
    “I thought Vic and I would at least get some privacy on the flight down,” Sydney tapped her fingers nervously on the rubber pontoon beside her. “But the producers insisted on switching us onto the private plane they’d chartered for the crew so they could film on the way down. Then we couldn’t even enjoy arriving here in this gorgeous place, since Madge made us disembark from the plane, like, forty times trying to get that right shot. And then did the same thing with getting out of the limo when we got here….”
    “Bummer,” George said succinctly.
    “Anyway, Vic managed to talk them out of filming some kind of carrying-me-over-the-threshold scene after that, since they’d already done that back home at the hotel after the wedding. So we actually got to head over to the bungalow on our own.” Sydney drew in a long, shuddering sigh. “But when we got there, we found that mess I sent you in the picture!”
    “Don’t worry,” I said, seeing that her blue eyes were filling with tears once again. “We’ll get to the bottom of it. But listen—were Akinyi and Jamal and Bo on that chartered flight too?”
    “Bo was,” Sydney said. “But not the other two. They ended up taking our original first-class seats on the regular flight—just one more way for us to apologize, you know?” She shrugged. “Anyway, they were lucky. They got here a few hours before we did, so they actually had a chance to enjoy it before the crew arrived.”
    She shot another sour look toward the cameramen back on shore, giving me a chance to take in what she’d just said. So Akinyi and Jamal had been at the resort for several hours before Sydney, Vic, and the others had arrived. Interesting.
    I opened my mouth to ask another question, but I never got the chance. A loud, sharp retort rang out from somewhere in the direction of the shore, echoingoff the water and the trees. A second later came the
thunk
of something hitting one of our boat’s pontoons.
    “Duck!” George cried, diving for the floor. “I think someone’s shooting at us!“

DANGER IN THE WATER
     
    There was a moment of panic. We all hit the floor and covered our heads as another shot rang out. With my face pressed against the glass bottom of the boat, I had an excellent view of several brightly colored angelfish drifting by beneath us, their gently waving fins showing their complete lack of concern for the predicament of the humans up top. I could feel Bess shaking beside me and hear the sound of Sydney sobbing.
    Now what?
I thought desperately, casting my mind around for something to do.
Should we dive into the water and try to swim away? Or
—
    “Hey,” George said. “Is that it?”
    I lifted my head, realizing that at least ten or fifteen seconds had passed and no additional shots had followed those first two.
Was
that it? Had the shots been some kind of accident or something?
    “Oh, no!” Sydney sat up. “Look—they hit both our pontoons!”
    I gasped, realizing she was right. No, those shots had been no accident.
    “Come on.” I hoisted myself out over the rapidly shrinking pontoon and kicked off my shoes. The lagoon was fairly shallow, but still a bit too deep to stand up in where we were. “Guess we’d better swim for