“Hey!” I Shouted to Tessa
I was thunderstruck- from a 72-year-old American woman
- she was in love with him
- looked first at the money
- in an effort to stop the bleeding
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“Hey!” I shouted to Tessa, “look what I found!”
I knew she’d sit in that inflatable boat and let the sharks get her as long as she thought John was due to surface with the treasure any second. He should have spotted the digging machine and my hasty excavations and known immediately what happened. He should have come back up already, which made me suspect he wasn’t going to.
I shouted for Tessa again, waving the box over my head so rusty seawater drizzled from it into my eyes. I heard her start the zodiac’s motor, and I heard it grow louder and climb in pitch. Whew! She was headed for shore. Wiping my eyes, I saw the boat barreling straight at me. I was thunderstruck that she apparently meant to ram me. I didn’t want to be zodiac-struck as well, so I jumped to the side and then ran up the beach.
I stopped and turned in time to see Tessa leap from the beached boat. She pulled out the snub-nosed revolver she stole from a 72-year-old American woman at the Oscars several years ago. That woman had stolen it from Joseph Gordon Levitt, because she was in love with him and didn’t want him to be near any guns. Tessa looked like she wanted me to be near some bullets.
“We can still be partners,” I said. “I know you have the combination for this. And I have, well, I have this.” I jiggled the box, watching her eyes wobble to follow its movements.
The pistol in her hand went off. The box sprang open. Her shot had struck it instead of me. Whew again! But then I slumped onto the sand, which was already soaked with my blood. The ricochet had sent the slug into my leg.
Tessa ran up as the people from the film set ran in all directions.
She stood over me and the open box. She looked first at the money in the box, wads of carefully shrink-wrapped bills in large denominations. Then she squeezed my thigh. It was probably in an effort to stop the bleeding. I wanted to make a flirty wisecrack, but despite the horrendous pain in my leg I was suddenly too sleepy to fight it. I laid my head back on the dry sand and let myself spiral down.
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