Island in the Sun. James Conway put away his business papers and sat back in his seat. He looked out of the aeroplane window down at the warm blue sea below. Far away, in the bright sun, there were the long white beaches of the island of Haiti. Behind them, he could just see the small wooden houses and the deep green leaves of the coconut trees, which were moving lazily in the soft afternoon wind. "It looks beautiful, doesn't it?" Conway looked at the woman sitting next to him. "Very nice,' he answered. 'ls this your first visit to Haiti the woman asked. Yes, but I'm not here as a visitor,' said Conway. have a building company it's called Conway Construction. My company has offices all over the world America, Europe, Africa. We're very big in Australia too everyone in Australia has heard the name Conway. I'm coming to get an office here, buy some land, build a few hotels, you know. The land is you can buy a piece of land to build a very cheap small town on, for a few thousand dolla Sarry, don't know your name. I'm Mr Conway James Conway. Just call me Conway.