Evelyn frowned harder. "Huh? Why doesn't my phone have a signal?
Alexander checked his and frowned. "I don't have it either."
Patricia did the same, then looked up slowly. "Lucas."
Lucas rocked back on his heels. "Yes?"
"There is no network."
He clasped his hands together, delighted. "Ah, yes. About that—"
Evelyn stared at him. "Lucas."
"I really took Alexander's no crowd, no media, no interference thing very seriously," he said cheerfully. "So—surprise. No signal, no calls and no notifications for the next two days. It's just us and this beautiful island.."
Alexander exhaled slowly, torn between irritation and relief. "You are insane."
"Correct," Lucas agreed. "But effective."
Patricia snorted. "So if I suddenly decide I hate all of you—"
"You will have to hate us in paradise," Lucas finished.
They were still shaking their heads when the transport arrived, a sleek, open vehicle waiting to take them further inland.
The ride was short but breathtaking.
