Lynch and bracing himself for the worst, but Van Eck stepped between the two and signaled Lynch to back off. Lynch did as he was commanded. Savage was surprised at the toughness of Lynch. No one had ever withstood a right uppercut like that from him. Savage turned and flipped out his handcuffs thinking of arresting the unruly tourist, but he changed his mind and walked away. Before he walked back into the airport he stopped and gave the South Africans one more glancing look and said, “You’re all very lucky I didn’t arrest you.” He turned and disappeared into the airport. Van Eck and his associates ignored Savage and hailed a taxi.
Meanwhile Sam and Michael were on their way back to St. George’s both wondering what these South Africans were up too. Savage also was left wondering. He knew he had just had a run in with the South Africans that Storm had told him about. The South Africans had already left in their taxi, but Savage knew he would be able to find out where they were dropped off. The taxi driver was a good mate of Savage’s.
The next day the Spinners met at their favorite spot, the dunking stool in St. George’s King’s Square. The Spinners were a close knit group of high school kids who did everything together from attending school to socializing. They were best friends, and there’s nothing they would not do for one other. Michael Clark was an American who lived with his grandmother in St. George’s. He was six foot one inch tall with jet-black hair and very slender. His weight of one hundred fifty pounds had not kept up with his height. He played guard on the school basketball team. Michael missed American football, and he knew he did not have the frame for rugby. School in Bermuda was much more demanding than he had been used to in Boston. Thank goodness Sam was there to help him out. Michael was also very fond of Sam.
Samantha (Sam) Savage was a beautiful and brilliant young girl. Only 15 years old she was considered the “brains” of the group. Her father was Inspector Ian Savage, the local police Inspector for the St. George’s Branch of the Bermuda Police Service.
Keno was a giant for his age of sixteen. With his massive frame of six feet four inches and a weight that tipped the scales at over two hundred twenty pounds, he appeared to be much older than he was. For a big boy, he was agile and could play any sport. The studies came hard for him, but his Spinner friends were there to help. Keno had a close bond with his father. They both loved electronic communications. Girls were the last things on Keno’s mind. His friends, his scooter, and electronic communications came first.
Then there was Graham, the good-looking ladies man. There was not a girl in the school that didn’t dream of a date with Graham. Graham was almost six feet tall with a medium build. His hair was done up in short braids most of the time and he had a smile that would melt the heart of any girl in the room when he made an entrance. Graham was in the top two percent of his class academically, as was Sam. His goal was to further his education at university, earn a Masters Degree in geological engineering and continue on in the family petroleum business.
Roderick, or as his friends would call him, ‘Portagee,’ was the “odd man out,” when it came to height in the group. Being younger, he may have not hit his growth spurt yet, but no one was holding his or her breath. Portagee, if he stretched, was only five feet four inches tall at his best. Being short didn’t hold him back. In fact it just made him work harder at whatever he did. He held the record as the highest scoring batsman ever for his school. He was sharp as a tack and loved electronics. Portagee had a great thirst for knowledge, but this thirst would sometimes get him into awkward situations. Because his father was a fisherman, Portagee was the seaman in the group.
This summer getting around the island was much different