My mystery lover novel (Richard and Amy)

"Alright, Richard has already found Amy, they should be on the way. We need to stall Matt a bit longer so that they can get away safely." When Kingsley and the others met up, they already discovered Richard's signal, so they felt at ease. All the efforts from these past few days were not in vain.

"That Matt is a cunning bastard; I'm sure he noticed the signal just now. He'll definitely come up with counter-measures, so we need to distract him. Sorry, but you'll have to be the one to stall him." Andy was always at the ready to give Kingsley the hard task.

Kingsley had a stunned look on his face; what did Andy meant by giving him the short end of the stick? He looked at Andy, and Kevin could tell what Kingsley was thinking. He just looked at Kingsley with a smile.

Kingsley still couldn't fathom the situation; he didn't understand why these two men were smiling at him?

"What are you two planning? And why are you both smiling at me?" Kingsley felt a chill from the smiles on their faces.

"We're here to rescue Amy, so we need a body double, that way, Matt won't know who's real and who's not." Andy noted that Kingsley still didn't catch on, and his smile grew wider.

By this time, Kingsley caught on, and thought that he really needs to check on what kind of friends he associates himself with. Why did he have to be the one to impersonate Amy?

"Well, why not you two? Why me?" Kingsley crossed his arms across his chest.

"Of course, you won't be the only one; I'll pretend to be Amy too, but you and Andy will need to pretend to be Amy and Richard, and I'll pretend to be Amy by myself. Anyway, the goal is to distract Matt for the two to get away. Oh, in 2 hours, we need to get away as well. Everything is hidden in your own hiding spots."

Kevin discussed the plan, to which Kingsley and Andy both agreed.

Richard was injured, and Amy was a woman, so they need some time to make their getaway. The mission to stall for two hours would be crucial.

"Alright, let's put the plans in motion." The three separated and went on their way.

"Sir, we got word on Amy's location." As soon as Amy ran, word spread quickly to Matt's ears, and he was pissed. He ordered that, other than Amy, anyone else that got in the way could be killed!

Matt rushed to the last known location of Amy's whereabouts, but as soon as he got there, there was no trace.

"She shouldn't be far; we heard lots of footsteps, but we didn't catch sight of where they went." Matt's henchman reported.

Matt was furious; in this dimly lit place, it wasn't going to be easy to find someone. Therefore, he ordered for all the searchlights on the island to be turned on.

This made things more challenging for the trio. With the searchlights on, the entire island lit up like daytime.

"They know we've ran away, what do we do now?" Amy suddenly got nervous when the lights came on.

"We've got no other choice, we just got to keep moving forward. Amy, if I can't keep up with you later, don't worry about me, you just keep going forward, I'll eventually catch up." Having stayed in the ocean for too long, the wounds on Richard's body reopened, and his strength was waning; he felt as though he couldn't row on any longer.

"Why not let me row for a while?" In the darkness, Amy couldn't see Richard's expression, since the searchlights were still quite a distance behind them.

"No need, the raft is going with the tide right now, so my speed can't keep up. Amy, don't worry, I'll be fine, as long as you reach to safety, I'll be right behind you." After he was done talking, he used all his might to push the raft, which stretched the gap between them two.

"Richard, Richard, where are you?" Amy felt a large force push the raft she was on, and by the time she looked back, she couldn't see Richard anymore.

"I'm right behind you." Richard's voice rang out, which made Amy felt more at ease.

The raft continued to drift along the tide at a rapid speed. Amy slowly couldn't see the searchlights behind her; they have reached a safe area for now. But she couldn't see Richard on the ocean either.

"Right here, right here." Amy could hear someone speaking in the distance; could it be Matt's men have been waiting here in ambush?

"Hey, lady, over here, we're here to pick you up." A woman's voice echoed out from a nearby fisher's boat. Amy could see a man and a woman on board.

The man threw a rope to hook onto Amy's raft and slowly pulled her in, then they lifted her on board.

"Lady, you alone?" The woman asked Amy.

"There were two of us, but I don't think my husband could swim anymore; can you go look for my husband?" Amy looked at the bulky fisherman and begged him to go save Richard.

"Sure, no problem; you two head on back, I'll go find him!" Before he finished speaking, the man jumped onto the raft and began to head out.

"Ma'am, who are you two?" Amy didn't recognize this woman; why would she come save her?

"We're fishermen on this village, those guys were all in a hurry to rescue you. I told them to wait for my husband and his boat, but they were in too much of a hurry. So I still thought we should come on over and see if we could find you lot." The woman was the mother of the child whom Kingsley and the others had saved.

"Thank you, ma'am." Amy still wore the dress shirt which Matt gave her. It was a long dress shirt, but it was all wet and stuck onto her body.

"What are you thanking me for, they saved my child, so we're all family now, no need for thanks. Oh, I've got some clothes here, put these on, don't catch a cold now." The woman went into the cabin and pulled out some clothes for Amy.

"It's a bit old, so hope you don't mind." The woman looked at Amy and felt a bit embarrassed. She didn't have many other new clothes, and these were the best she had to offer.

Amy looked up at the woman with tears in her eyes, "Ma'am what are you saying, you're too kind. These clothes are very beautiful. Was it a dowry for your marriage?" Amy looked at the clothes in her hand, and from the dim lighting from the oil lamp, she could see it was hand embroidered with various flower patterns. Judging from the colors and design, it must have been used for marriages.