This is the tenth part of a fiction serial, in 748 words.
Mel had to stop watching when he got a call on his mobile from Vincent Kelly. Vince was putting together a job in Japan, a film about the wildlife returning after the Fukushima Nuclear Disaster. It was probably going to be two years away, but required a great deal of planning, not least all the official permits and other paperwork required to film in that area. Vince went on about costings, presenters interpreters, and transport for so long, Mel was feeling sleepy after his long night. He tried to wrap up the call with a few pleasantries, then Vince woke him up with his next statement.
“There could be some underwater stuff too. They say it’s safe to dive there now, but I would want Glen Mayhew and his wife on that. So you can get that sorted for me, Mel. Best give them a lot of notice, that bastard Glen is always so busy”. Vince wasn’t a man to mince his words. Mel swallowed hard.
So far, the news hadn’t come out about Glen and Anita, at least not outside Ireland, if even over there. Vince was from Dublin originally, but had lived in America for as long as Mel had known him. If he told Vince what had happened, he knew it would spread like wildfire.
He decided to stall, telling Vince they were on a job for him at the moment, and he would ask Glen about Japan when he got back. Then he rushed Vince off the phone, lying that he had a screening to go to. What he actually did was to get a cab back to his flat, and get some much-needed sleep.
That evening, needing a night off the vodka, Mel opened a bottle of cheap red wine to go with a Chinese meal he had just had delivered. Feeling fresher after eating, he turned on the TV to watch the BBC News at ten.
It wasn’t a headline, but lower down the bulletin, the female presenter put on a serious face, and a photo of Glen and Anita wearing dive gear flashed up. She talked about concern for missing undersea film makers, then played an earlier report of a phone call to Glen’s dad in Australia. He was trapping on about how nobody seemed bothered, nobody was looking for them, and how he couldn’t get any information about what had happened to his son and daughter-in-law.
Mayhew topped things off by offering a reward of ten thousand euros for any information that led to finding them. Then he mentioned Mel’s name and Unicorn Films, London.
Rubbing his head, Mel groaned audibly. Now the shit would hit the fan. Big time.
His phone was ringing before the news ended, and he wasn’t about to answer any calls. He imagined Ursula arriving for work the next morning to the machine flashing with countless calls to the office. Now he regretted getting Darius to spruce up the company website with a nice map of where the office was located, as well as dedicated phone and fax numbers for enquiries, along with an online contact form. He reckoned the staff were going to have to work overtime tomorrow.
It as an easy decision to walk into work the next day, so he could pause at the end of the street and see if any journos were waiting to pounce. He had already decided to say nothing about the footage on the memory cards. If he let on he had them, he felt sure the cops would seize them. That would kill the film he had already thought through in his head. The police in Ireland had copies, but it did seem as if nobody was bothering to look at them. Still, with old man Mayhew stirring things up, it wouldn’t be too long before the Paddys cottoned on, and then his film would be old news.
On the plus side, Glen’s dad had no idea of the exact location, and the Atlantic Ocean was a big place. It felt like a race against time before the footage was leaked in either Ireland or Australia, and it would be ages yet before he had time to view al the cards and get the editors working to make it watchable.
There were a couple of photographers and a TV news crew outside on the street as he approached the entrance.
Smooth as silk, he walked around them and went inside. They didn’t know who he was.
I had to smile about the line “Vince wasn’t a man to mince his words.” and your closer explaination of his origin from Dublin. 🙂 Is it true, the Britains are more polite? xx Michael
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Not all of them, Michael. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Another terrific chapter Pete!
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Thanks for sticking with it, John.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Oh, boy! I guess this had to happen. Mel needs to watch all the footage, fast!
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It was definitely always going to happen, Jennie. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Indeed!
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Now I want to know what happened to them too!
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I’m glad you want to know, but you may have to wait until the final part, Amanda. It is a serial, after all. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I would go to the last card to see what the heck happened? But that’s just me, I’m terrible at suspense, and this is a nightmare! Great series, so glad I was able to catch up today! Can’t wait for the next one, hugs, C
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If you are feeling suspense, Cheryl, that makes me very happy. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Anonymity is sometimes a blessing. Warmest regards, Theo
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So far, he has not appeared on TV, or in the newspapers. Give them time…They can track him down on Google Images, I’m sure. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Another well inserted pause in the action. I continue to love your pacing.
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Thanks, Elizabeth. I think those ‘pauses’ make it more interesting. Ar least for me as the writer.
Best wishes, Pete.
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well the news got out of glen and anita missing and mel will be rushed by reporters i guess
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Yes, but news has a way of getting old very quickly.
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He needs to keep watching what’s on the cards!
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He certainly does, FR.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Mel ought to have looked at the footage right away without all the messing about. He’s going to end up in the fert. Meanwhile…..will they go looking for the island and discover that it’s gone too? Towed away in the darkness of night?
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Towed away by Bulgarian penguins, as you suspected all along! 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I think there’s treasure in those old underwater buildings, and Glen and Anita had the misfortune to find it…
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Ay, Jim Lad. Captain Long John Silver’s lost treasure!
Best wishes, Pete.
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Lol!
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Surely the police will look at the footage now?
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I feel sure they will, Janet. We will hopefully find out soon.
Best wishes, pete.
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Mel won’t handle this well if he keeps on the booze….
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I agree. At least he only had red wine with his Chinese food. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Precisely what I’ve been thinking, and given how little Mel cares about what happened to Glen and Anita, it wouldn’t be much of a loss.
He’s not your nicest character, Pete! Maybe the fishmen will get him in the end, if his liver holds out.
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I reckon his liver won’t be pickled in the duration of this tale, but let’s see…
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I rarely do ‘nice characters’, Audrey. Probably because I have met so few in real life. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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That’s a pity, Pete. On the other hand, if/when something bad happens to Mel, we readers won’t be upset.
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It all happening now the press have got wind of it…Everyone will be hot-footing it to the island , Tweeted for you, Pete 🙂 x
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Thanks, Carol. Yes, they will. But there will be nothing there except the old buildings, I suspect.
Best wishes, Pete. x
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Ahhhhh..as Alice said “Curiouser and Curiouser…x
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