It was a perfect distance from France , so smugglers spent many a day building tunnels. There are even rumours that Smugglers Cove was built on top of a network of tunnels.”
“You mean the ones we found?” Sarah asked.
Will shook his head. “No. According to some of the stories, what we found only amounts to a fraction of what there is. So, yes, it’s certainly possible that there are caves on this island.”
Joe quickly stood up. “Let’s explore them. If there’s something going on, I’m sure there must be something in those tunnels.” He scanned the beach. No one could be seen . “We’ll walk in single file. We know there is at least one person around, so stay alert.”
“What happens if we’re seen?” Amy said.
Joe looked over at Will. “What do you think is best?”
We’ll pretend we’re four children out sailing,” Will said. “Whatever they’re up to, as long as they believe us, we’ll be all right.”
Chapter 8: Into The Caves
The children walked down the hill going as quietly as they could. Stepping onto the soft sand, they saw that Sarah had been right.
A cave lay just to the right of them. Waiting for a moment to make sure that no one was about, the children entered.
It was dark inside, so much so that they needed to turn on their torches. The beams of light shone around the dark space. They spotted nothing of interest. It looked like any other rocky cave, nothing out of the ordinary.
Will flicked his torch around the walls as he walked close to them in an effort to see if there was a tunnel. But there was none. It didn’t take long for the children to group back together at the entrance.
“Well, there’s nothing in there,” Joe said, disappointed. “I felt sure that there would be something.”
“But what about the man?” Amy said. “Where did he disappear to?”
Sarah glanced further along and saw that there was another cave a short distance away. “Maybe he went in there.”
The others looked at where Sarah was pointing and Will nodded. “Let’s search.”
They hurried over and were soon in the cave which was double the size of the previous one. Like all the others, Joe was very familiar with caves, especially after their last adventure and, as he felt the rocky wall, he hoped to discover a tunnel. But no rocks gave way and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
Amy yelled out as she picked up something that was on the cave floor and held it up. “Look what I’ve found.”
The others raced over and Joe saw it was another cigarette butt. “How long do you think that has been here?”
“It doesn’t look too old,” Will said . “Not longer than a few days.” He glanced around. “We can’t find a tunnel, and there’s nothing else here, so whoever is on the island isn’t staying in this cave.” He walked out of the cave and onto the sand.
As the others joined him, Will looked around. There were a few gulls in the sky above, but that was all. He looked towards the trees at the far end of the inlet. There were quite a few, enough to hide a building. “Why don’t we walk towards the wood over there and see if we can see anything?”
“Sounds like a good plan,” Joe said.
The four of them walked along the beach as they headed to the other side of the island. They were about halfway there when Amy suddenly stopped. She raised her hand and pointed to the trees in front of them. “Is that a person?”
Will raised his binoculars to his eyes and peered through them. “Yes. It’s a man.”
“What does he look like?” Joe questioned.
“He’s bald and big.” Will looked back at the others for a moment. “Was the man you saw near the cave bald?”
Joe shook his head. “No.”
“What’s he doing now?” Amy asked.
Will looked back through the binoculars. After gazing around for one minute, he dropped the binoculars, disappointed.
“Has he gone?” Joe asked.
Will nodded. “He must have headed deeper into the wood.”
“Maybe if we hurry