With her book clasped in her hand, Rohana quietly descended the narrow trail back to the beach house. After a relaxing afternoon sitting on the rock in the shade of a palm and listening to the waves she was ready to settle in and fix herself a nice dinner for herself. The young woman paused and stretched up to pick a banana from the tree. A fruit salad perhaps? She stopped to gaze at the pool, the sunlight reflecting the ripples at the bottom. It sure looked inviting. Perhaps she'd take a short swim later after dinner and do a couple of laps. The sound of a motor boat made her jump slightly. The island was so quiet all day long, it startled her to hear anything less of a bird chirping, the palms whispering, and the waves lapping at the beach.<br/><br/>Rohana went out to the cabana to look out on the horizon. She froze at the sight of the boat. Was it just a trick of the eyes or was it headed towards her island? This wasn't the day that the supply boat came to drop off groceries or other conveniences. Her pounding heart knew the answer. Then she saw the huge sailboat at the dock. There was already someone else on the island?! She was in the Caribbean, and of course pirates still existed, it made sense they would travel like this so to blend in. Oh, gods, they were probably looking for her. If she could only get to the kitchen where she left her satellite phone, she'd be able to call her father. His security consultant said she'd be safe here. She didn't want her father responsible for paying millions in ransoms.<br/><br/>Rohana swallowed and took several deep breaths. The Menzi family was a proud and brave family. A line of nobles and politicians and bureaucrat. She'd not succumb to an end like this.<br/><br/>Rohana snuck through the bushes towards the house. Over on the dock a muscular black male was jumping onto the dock. Peeking through the floor to ceiling windows, she snuck inside. In the kitchen she grabbed the satellite phone from a drawer next to the fridge. She heard the shuffling of luggage on the masonry by the pool. Quickly she rushed into the laundry room behind the kitchen. Rohana listened to the man walk around and waited a few minutes after he passed by the door. When she felt the coast was clear, she opened the laundry door and moved back into the kitchen, clutching the phone. That's when she ran into a young blonde woman. Rohana screamed.