Jewel Heist. JJ Keller

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      Mary shoved her sunglasses, diary, and sarong into the bag. Sandals on, she said, “See you later.”

      “Wait, I’ll join you,” Billy shouted, drawing the attention of a new group of wave riders coming on deck.

      “No, thank you. Bye.” She wove through the group of women, keeping hidden as much as possible, bypassed the elevator and ran down the stairs.

      Her empty stomach gnawed. Holding the bag between her knees, she wrapped the cover-up around her. A quick glance in the glass case holding a fire extinguisher showed her hair was separating into chunks. She snagged a large toothed comb and a cloth-coated tie from inside the carry-all. As she raked her hair into some sort of order, she came to the conclusion she needed a haircut. Not just trimming off the splits, but a style, rather different, something to change her appearance and maybe hide her from Conrad. Now that she’d found where he’d stashed the diamonds, she guessed there was a ninety-nine percent probability he would stop at nothing to find her. She looped the sea air blown strands of hair into a knot and twisted the elastic band to hold the tail in place. He wouldn’t get her. She’d fight ’til the death.