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Chapter 1
He was dying! He knew he was, his time was growing desperately short. There was only one option left to give him a hope of survival, a transplant! The list was for people needing it was long, money his life-long friend did nothing to get him moved up the list. He was a rare blood type with unusual antibodies the doctor had told him that the chances of him getting a transplant were beyond slim. Even less ethical sources of organ location had taken one look at his blood type and refused. They had said the chances of anyone being a match was slim, unless he had children. He didn't have time to make a child. His only option was tracking down his ex-wife to find where she had taken that brat. Luckily money did buy guys willing to look very hard for her and being mob he had just the right contacts to do it.
He slowly made his way to the attic where he had stored the belongings Michelle and Lucy had left behind. A box of Lucy's belongings sat untouched for years. Nothing of great importance just memories. Inside was what he needed, at the time he had laughed as they'd made hand casts all sitting next to each other. Lucy had been given it as a gift set on her birthday. He remembered Lucy's face scrunched up with disgust at the gooey mixture and her curiosity as it had set. Then she had left with that bitch Michelle. He had searched everywhere for them. Nobody left Joe Maddox, nobody, but they'd gone disappearing from sight. He could only hope Lucy had her fingerprints taken somewhere, that she really was daddy's little girl getting herself in trouble with the law.
Joe sat with his technical expert as they ran the print. His skin was now yellow, itchy and he couldn't hide the shakes in his hand. Too much alcohol over too many years had left his liver in disrepair.
"Sir we have a match" the expert a young Jamie Smith said, sighing with relief. He knew the price for failure a bullet in your head or a loved ones, he had needed the money and once you were in you were there for life.
"Good work, I'll be sure to give you a bonus" Joe congratulated reviewing the results. "Oh sweetie you do look just like your mother did" he crooned over the photo.
"Sir she is serving in the Australian Navy on a ship the Hamersley currently sailing towards Indonesia"
"Even better, get me a flight there and all the information on her. I want to know everything" he ordered grinning, as he viewed her Navy records. Her blood type was the same as his AB- making her all the more likely to be a suitable match.
As his maid packed his bags for him he began planning, he needed to get her alive and he needed to get her quickly the early he got his transplant the better his chances.
Research had got him a few facts, the Hamersley was due in port in 3 days in Papa New Gunnia. They were there dropping off aid to people and would be in port for just 2 days. There was doctor just an hour away from the port who was willing to do less than ethical operations and came highly recommended.
Gathering his most loyal men he departed with the rest of the information.
On the plane he read more about his estranged daughter. Poor Lucy hadn't had a good life. Aged 9 years old her mother had followed a miner to Australia successful getting residency status after marrying a man. 2 years later they had divorced, domestic violence. Joe laughed, poor Michelle she loved the aggressive ones. He remembered hitting her, drunken bitch, most the time she never remembered it anyway. Stupid kid should have minded her own business hiding in the closest listening in. A spy, his on daughter, he'd taught her a lesson, he had to, punishment was good for a kid, discipline. Maybe he had gone too far, Michelle had thought so a week later leaving him. Things hadn't got much better for them moving from house to house; man to man until aged just 15 Lucy had left her. Preferring to live alone working 2 jobs with school to pay for it than live with an abusive drunken mother. The Navy had given her choices, paying for her to attend the Royal Australian Naval College to get her degree and officer status.
A more loving father would have been proud of his daughter, creating so much with so little. Joe was just happy she was healthy and not taking drugs. Made his new liver a lot healthier, but also made it harder to get hold of. He just hoped and prayed she got posted on what the Navy called shore leave while in Papa or it would make it a lot harder.
Arriving they set up at the port where the ship would dock. His men would be a constant guard observing the dock, they all knew their orders, they all knew the cost of failure.
