"Good bye..... Patagonia "
Well don't ask me where am I, i still don't know but he has given me and Nate some gears like gloves, jackets and gum boots he says they will help. I atleast know we are not in New York because we stayed in lots of native islands. By the way do you know you can actually protect your skin from getting tanned,oily and damaged in a natural way. You can call it natural sunscreen that also protects from rough salty breezes over an ocean. Disclosing it, It's basically extracted from coconuts. You have to just crack open one and extract the oil of out of its white non fleshy part.
My geography knowledge and surviving skills are as good as my survival chances, less than 1%. I got eyes to see ,luckily, which describes that we are on a speedboat with it's engine producing a gutteral chaos.Venturing in the middle of roaring waves, pounding on us there are two men here one 6 ft tall, focusing on getting his way out of this tempest like a responsible captain, wearing sunglasses and his curly hair are unwinded to become straighter than Bob, waving in a particular path called hotness. He is wearing a ripped jeans along with an off-white jacket lounging in the direction of the cold bitter breeze revealing his striated tight chest with narrow waist and abs popping out through his air tight vaccumed tshirt which tends to kiss the intensely musculiated mid section he got. And on the other hand i am having this guy with his lethargic skinny body with charming hazel green eyes well hidden with eyelids, he also have golden brown hair upto the shoulders which looks amazing with the golden rays of hope, the sun and he got a deep voice and an acerbic thick accent, for clothing he wears kindness. It was too tedious for my eyes so i gave them some rest. When they got back to working they saw a spellbinding place, 'Patagonia'. We were on the chilian side. Nate had many questions regarding how we reach here and importantly without our passports and documents. To which Amit answered " we are smugglers dummy, we smuggled humans and a dog named Nate'. ' Oh you are alike it'. Some unrefined words there. They both were qurelling like my tummy.
We all had our tommies empty. We got into a nice restaurant and warmed ourselves with some chilian chillies added to our supper. Having our first good meal after 7 days of intense voyage. Nate asked 'Just out of curiosity, how did yoy both meet?', 'don't even ask.' i replied. After observing us Amit started with ' So let me start, i was Sylvie's boyfriend but...' and then i intercepted his line with ' Yeah then he slept with me, and drugged me, he is not loyal as well as a perv and a drug dealer '. Catching up with my sentence he asked 'oh so you think that's all about me?' Abso-fuckin -loutely.' i answered!. ' So what's my name then?' 'Amit Oberoi i answered involuntarily fast. 'Let us try again, what's my real name?' 'Wait Amit isn't your real name?' 'Rajveer Grover it is.' 'So , fumbles, i take my words back now tell me who are you?' Not knowing the context Nate was curious about what is the interrogation about.
'Hi, i am Rajveer Grover, i work for FBI in the states i was just playing an act of being Sylvie's boyfriend. 'Why to stay at their mansion and feel rich?' i abruptly cut between the sentence. 'Let me complete or you shall die, actually yeah i wanted to be at their place, not to feel rich but to steal something any guesses, Sloane Maddison'. 'How would i know money, drugs from the bar is it'. Ever heard of illahi Kohinoor'. 'oh wait wait you play an FBI agent and you are actually a robber.' ' Give them back their crown and diamonds! Now.' i insisted. 'Well even if i say i am who you understand me to be what will you do, who will call let me see.' 'had a point there so who are you again'. Nate cuts in between asking 'wait what is illahi Kohinoor man where did you steal it from?' 'Don't you watch news kiddo?' 'Fyi it's not a private property it's the crown stolen from the courts of England by your beloved Chris's gangs of professional robbers'. I was left dumstruck again ' so you are telling me Chris McKenzie has a Mafia family who stole the crown from the courts of England, and what about the attack you commenced there killing thousands of innocent civilians?' ' Well it wasn't me it was Flynn's, Chris's father's gang who took up the responsibility for the attack'. 'And why do you say so?'. 'Because they wanted to kill you, Sloane because for them i and you flee taking up the crown, and you didn't even know it till now.'. Chuckled.
After having a good tight night between two chunks of pure glaciers i realised we didn't have our phones neither do Nate has. So when Rajveer was taking a nap besides the camp fire i took my phone created an account in insta saying' World around Sloane' and i will post wherever we will visit. And i placed a call to one of my roomies but Rajveer snaped the phone into pieces. Leaving me mad and disturbed 'Why would you do that that's my life line, you will pay for that!' He wakes up Nate and tell us to pack our bags we are on radar and after sometime there were sus people around us , measuring us while we left the town with our speedboat asap. We have no clue where to wander but the sea is kissing the skies and we are into it,' Good bye... Patagonia'