He Stares Back

Chap. 43: Whatever You Say, Mr. Taylor Sir.

*Emily's outfit*

Late in the night, Happy disposed of Zephyr's body into the ocean. He hoped that the blood oozing out of Zephyr's wounds would attract the sharks so any evidence of his dead body would be disposed. Emily couldn't sleep for the rest of the night. She straightened the presents that had been knocked over and opened the ones that had been tore through.

A sexy, red dress was the first present Emily opened of the new day. Then she found a small present. She wondered what Christian could have fit inside such a small box. But as Emily unwrapped the present, she discovered it was a box from Tiffany's & Co. Nervous, she had opened the box to find a gorgeous engagement ring.

Emily stayed awake for the rest of the night, gawking at the ginormous rock on her finger. She wished Christian would have been there to see her reaction to the ring. But only the video camera captured her joyous moment.

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Emily got dressed and went down to the beach as the storm cleared and the sun began to rise. The clouds have a pink tint to it, the rising sun blood orange.

Beautiful. Emily smiles up at the sky, Well worth waking up early to.

Emily sits down in the sand, watching the dark clouds as the sunshine chases them away. She rubs her baggy eyes and yawns, tired from the adventures and terrors of the day before.

Suddenly, something bumps against her hand. She looks down to see a scaly lizard. She jumps, letting out a yelp of surprise. All around the brunette, scatters many iguanas. She looks all around her, awed at the sight before her.

"It's okay." Emily cops to them softly, "I won't hurt you sweeties."

It takes a few minutes before the iguanas begin to move once again, scattering around to lay in the sun. Me carefully gets close to one, petting it's head sweetly. She giggles at the scaly feel of the reptiles skin.

"You're a sweetheart!" Emily chuckles to the iguana, who stays still for her to pet him. "I wish I could take all of you with me back home to Drysdale...if it's even there anymore. I've been away so long, it doesn't even feel real anymore."

The brunette lets the iguana go and sits back, looking out at the aqua blue water. Out in the ocean, she can see seagulls swarming in one area. She suddenly catches a sight of shark fins rising up out of the water.

What the hell is out there? A dead whale? Emily grabs an iguana and plops it in her lap to pet, Whatever it is, its best I never find out what it is..

At the edge of the beach, Happy stands behind jungle leaves with a phone to his ear. He waits for the other line to pick up.

"Hello?" An annoyed voice suddenly shouts on the other line. "I told you not to call me unless it was an emergency—"

"Mr. Taylor, sir." Happy tiredly says, his eyes focused on relaxing Emily. "Last night, Zephyr tried to kill Miss East in her sleep. I had to handle the situation."

The other line is quiet for a long time. "Is Emily okay?"

"Not mentally, sir." Happy says grim. "Physically, she fell onto some glass and stepped on the knife Zephyr tried to murder her with while she was trying to run away...she is quite shaken up, Mr. Taylor sir. She won't sleep, no matter how much vodka I shove in her way."

"Alright." The billionaire's voice is no longer angry or annoyed, it's filled with worry "What about the body? Did you dispose the body?"

           "To a group of sharks out ahead of the beach before Emily could venture out early." The dark skinned man clarified, "Evidence is disposed."

          "Good man. Don't tell Emily you called me. I will contact you in a few days."

Happy sighs. "Whatever you say, Mr. Taylor, sir."