The Island of Golden Zandolie. Лилия Кадет

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      Denis himself was surprised by his words. Zina looked at him intently from under her brows, grinning slightly.

      “Aha! Clear! I say – we will come along! Have you heard about the Golden Zandolie? No? This is the local leader of the black mafia. He is the real owner of the island, and not the local government or police. “Zandolie” is a very interesting nickname. This is what the locals call a small lizard, but literally translated from the Creole language as “wild”. This Zandolie is very ferocious, although small in stature and looks like a reptile. He's all covered with tattoos and golden piercings, even his teeth are golden! There are rumors, that the Golden Zandolie is not a person at all, but some kind of mutant or an alien! His power over the whole island is very incomprehensible! And his invulnerability! And his more than strange appearance!!!”

      Zina finally finished her emotional speech and looked triumphantly at Denis. What an island – even its very own freak and mythology!

      Denis could not believe his luck! For the first time in his life, he met a living person who was delighted with the same “otherworldly delirium” as he was! Who believed in the “all mysterious” and was looking for answers to the most daring questions! And who could see through him, Denis, and from the first meeting not only fed his hungry body, but also his brain!

      It was quite possible that this particular Island was one of those many places where aliens were still living among people and influencing the course of the history and the future!”

      “Good morning!”

      It was Olga who appeared on the kitchen entry. She looked refreshed – shiny, soft, slightly curly blonde hair neatly set into a high bun “a la ballerina”. Clear blue eyes looked at both with a slight surprise and boredom. Obviously, she heard their conversation and regretted that she had come in that time.

      Olga was terribly tired of aliens and artifacts during the endless flights. It was not only quite hard and long to fly to this godforsaken nook of the world! It was simply unbearable time passing with all this constant chatter of her eccentric childhood friend! Any topic seemed like an overflowing conspiracy! And there was nothing more to talk to Denis about.

      Olga was just going to earn good money and relax well in her free time in this tropical island. And Denis looked like he was going on a scientific expedition!

      “I am Olga! Zina? Very nice! Smells so good! Have you already had breakfast? Can I have some tea? No, no pancakes, yes, yogurt is great! And what has this madman already told you? Are there any living myths again? Denis!!! Have you found a new prey?! Don't listen to him! But, of course, Denis is a genius and wonderful being! If not for him, I would never have come to this wilderness! It's so beautiful here! But, probably, everything is monotonous, right? It hurts my eyes from this endless greenery around!”

      …Suddenly, a middle-aged lady, in a hoodie and leggings, with a short dark hair, and a cigarette in her thin well-groomed fingers, stormed into the kitchen-dining room. Pale, with dark circles under the eyes and a double chin – the lady clearly did not differ in health or beauty. And, as not even trying to look any better, she was smoking and making herself the strongest coffee – the first, but obviously not the last cup of the day.

      She cast a critical glance over the top of her glasses across the entire company, her dark, intelligent eyes glittering with either anger or laughter.

      “Hello everybody!” she pronounced in commanding voice. “For the newcomers, I am Marina! Your director! Usually, I wake up late! And the kitchen is already free by that time! Well, I forgive you today, after all, you are strait from the plane! Why are you still here, Zin!!? And you are Denis and Olga, I know! Zina, take Denis and bring him up to date. New video surveillance equipment has arrived. We need to install nine cameras around the perimeter with direct output to the monitor in my office and in the game room as well! Two outputs! With remote control on my computer and phone! With the recording mode for a month! So! Olga! Let's go to the balcony to drink coffee, I'll explain to you what our office is about. Do you smoke? Excellent! We will get along just fine! Probably…”

      Olga put down Zina's tea, grabbed a fresh cup of coffee and trotted after Marina.

      Zina and Denis looked at each other conspiratorially. They were talking about current project, but their faces were glowing like in childhood, in constant expectation of a miracle.

      Chapter 4

      The lost world. Julia comes back to her senses

      The next morning, Julia woke up and felt so much better… Although it may not have been the next morning. It was difficult for her to understand – how much time had passed, where she was and what had happened at all. But she didn't want to think about it now. She felt very good and calm in a little house by the sea.

      She kept gazing on the owner of the house, Marley, with admiration, savoring his every move. He was big and even heavy, but moving with feline grace. And he smiled a lot – a wide white-toothed smile with dimples on his cheeks. Only huge black eyes sometimes looked too intently, without blinking. This look somehow did not fit with the smile and kind words, which Marley did not skimp on.

      Julia was fascinated by the look of his dreadlocks. They snaked down the back to the buttocks. Sometimes Marley tied them at the back of his head with a bandana or wide elastic band.

      With dreadlocks and massive figure, Marley suddenly reminded her of “The Predator” – an alien from the famous fantastic blockbuster of the eighties. Julia felt funny – well, Marley was not an ugly evil alien with horrible tentacles in his mouth. He was handsome young man, and her savior, and was not going to take off her skin alive. Why does she even think about aliens!?

      No, the Island was really very reminiscent of “The Lost World” by Conan Doyle, Julia thought for the umpteenth time – as of a special place, a gap in time, where rare species of flora and fauna still lived, which had become extinct long ago in other parts of the Earth.

      And there were no such men like Marley left in present world either – strong, kind, handsome and mysterious.

      Julia could not even recall how THIS happened. She just woke up in Marley's arms one morning. Her whole body ached. But at the same time, the feeling of weightlessness and ecstasy overwhelmed her.

      Julia stared at the sleeping lover, the lines of his mouth and eyebrows, dreadlocks scattered over his muscular shoulders and chest. She wanted to kiss him everywhere, but as soon as she touched him, he immediately woke up and opened his eyes wide.

      This intense gaze of black eyes, where even the pupil was not visible, stopped her.

      A sweet smile immediately reassured Julia. He called her in the English manner lovingly "Julie", which she really liked. Just as often said “beauty”, “sweetie”, although in the local culture this is probably a common appeal to all women. From these words spoken by the giant Marley, Julia's heart melted.

      “Julia! Good morning! Do you want me to show you the island? You are already strong enough.”

      Julia had already swum in the sea several times and sailed on a boat with Marley, but it was not very far from their house. All that Julia has seen so far was a small deserted beach with coconut trees hanging low above the water, and a small fishing village in the distance at the other end of the bay.

      “Great, Marley! Can we go to a store? I need some clothes for a change…”

      “Of course, sweetie, everything you need!”

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