Chapter 6

That night Gideon didn't sleep too well, although I suppose that not

too many people would if they knew they were going to die the next day.


During the night, Gideon kept glancing

over at Dubois to see if he was dumb enough to fall asleep. Of course he

wasn't and Gideon just lay there looking at the stars, trying to think of a

way to get him and Rachel off the island and away from Dubois.

That morning, after Dubois had breakfast, he led Rachel and Gideon

into the forest to kill them. As they were walking Gideon pretended to trip

and picked up a rock that he secretly hid in the waist of his pants.

"Get up!" Dubois yelled, "I'm not that dumb. Open up your hands at

the same time."

Gideon got up and Dubois looked at his hands, and then Dubois

continued to march them into the forest.

"Honey, are you ok?" Rachel asked while they were walking.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just tripped over a rock in the trail." He said as

he secretly pulled the rock out of his pants and smiled.

"Shut up!" Dubois said, "This is far enough. Turn around so I can see

the reaction on you face when I kill your little friend, Gideon."

"I don't think that's going to happen," Gideon said calmly.

"Oh, and why not?"

" 'Cause you're just not that observant." Gideon said as he threw the

rock at Dubois' head.

Gideon charged Dubois while he was stunned and tackled him. They

wrestled on the ground until there was a single gunshot. Then Gideon got up

and had blood all over him.

"Oh my God, you've been shot!" Rachel screamed.

"What?!? Oh, you mean this?" Gideon said as he pointed at the blood on

his shirt, "That's his." Gideon pointed at the motionless Dubois.

"Oh, thank God," Rachel said and rushed over to hug him.

"Let's head back to the beach. Dubois left the flare there and I

think there may still be a little food left." Gideon said.

"So much for the Bahamas, huh?" said Rachel.

"That's ok. Thery're crowded and the prices are too high anyway,"

Gideon joked.