Mick Whitehead

We'll Never Be Sixteen Again In The Caribbean

Late autumn 1977, Byrney and Fionn having re-joined the crew of the forty year old, Vintage motor yacht, Liberty Angel are destined to sail across the Atlantic ocean and take up winter charters around the southern coast of Antigua. Eagerly awaiting their arrival are a group of suspicious looking, American divers, who have been possibly lured there by a vast, sunken, cache of Spanish gold and silver which has so far eluded every would be bounty hunter, including the world famous underwater explorer, Jacques Cousteau. What other hidden secrets from conflicts established in the days of Horatio Nelson, lie in wait? On the surface the quiet marina at Cross Green appears to be an idyllic, laid back and cushy assignment. But when Byrney is handed an eighteenth century, Caribbean mystery of his own to unravel, he quickly becomes entangled into a shadowy world of thieves, smugglers, pirates and fraudsters. It might be wise not to go poking around shadows especially ones which have laid dormant since the Colonial era.