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the corner and been gone.
He knew he needed to get going to keep his appointment with Manny, but the speed with which the attackers had vanished disturbed him. He strode to the corner and looked down the street. There were more row houses. There was an old single-family residence, set back deeply in a large yard. Across the street, there were more houses. They could have taken off through any of the yards, and done so easily in the time it had taken him to bend over and see about Beth.
He headed for the yard of the house that was set back so deeply and crossed over the grass, his penlight on the ground before him. He traversed the area several times, but it seemed undisturbed. He turned his attention to the houses across the street and made a number of mental notes.
Then he walked back to his car, got in, and shifted into gear to keep his appointment with Manny Ortega.
“YOU KNOW WHY WE’RE NOT finding anything?” Lee murmured, sitting at the computer console in the main cabin, his eyes darting from the screen to a book of charts.
“The damn thing isn’t really there?” Matt asked wearily. He was on the sofa, his head on one of the throw pillows. A feeling of guilt and unease still plagued him. Lee had returned from his evening out with a full report—nothing. He’d gotten to see the clubs of Miami Beach. End of story.
That had been the time for him to speak up. Tell the truth. I was taken for the ride of my life. Sorry, guys. I can’t believe she used me as if I were a horny high-school kid.
Lee turned and stared at him, shaking his head. “It’s there. I know it’s there. It’s just broken up so badly that we’re not getting anything. The coral’s probably grown over a lot of the ribs and the hull.”
“So why aren’t we picking up the cannons?” Matt asked.
“That I don’t know.”
Matt felt a greater guilt. Still, he kept silent.
“Shit,” Lee swore suddenly.
“What?”
The television mounted over the doorway to the aft area had been on, the sound muted. Lee reached for the remote and turned up the volume. The news was on. The tragic death of a local charter-boat owner and dive master was being reported.
“Another one,” Lee said.
“They didn’t say anything about him being anywhere near Calliope Key,” Matt pointed out.
“It’s time we get our own asses back out there,” Lee said. He shook his head. “Keith is crazy, thinking he can find out something at that yacht club. We need to be out there. Watching. Shit. Where the damn hell is he, anyway?”
WHEN KEITH RETURNED, Beth’s house was dark.
He wasn’t accustomed to even feeling uneasy, so it disturbed him to realize he was feeling something akin to growing panic. He dialed her number, but there was no answer. Where the hell was she—and, worse, where the hell was Jake? When the answering machine came on, he felt like an utter fool, but he started speaking. “Jake, dammit, answer. Beth, pick up. You don’t have to see me or let me in, but pick up. I see your car. I know you’re there, and I’m worried. If you don’t answer, I’m going to get the police out here.”
She picked up. “Yes?”
“You are there.”
“Yes.” The terms “icy” and “distant” wouldn’t begin to describe the tone of her voice.
“Are you all right?”
“Yes. Is there a reason I shouldn’t be? Jake is here, remember.” If anything, her tone grew harder still.
“You guys didn’t answer the phone,” he said irritably.
“Jake is in the bathroom, and I’m fine. We don’t need to talk right now. It’s late.”
“Beth, look, I’m sorry. I told you, I had some things I needed to do, and I knew you’d be all right with Jake there. But…we do need to talk.”
“I’m not calling the police. And as for you…don’t be sorry. You were around to run them off and now…now I’m with a friend. So don’t be sorry. We all have an agenda, don’t we? I just don’t care to see you or talk about it any more right now.”
“Beth…” He hesitated. There was nothing he was at liberty to say to her.
“Beth,” he said, “it was a strange day.”
“I just want to be alone, all right? Jake is here. I’m fine.”
She hung up.
He sat there, his phone in his hand, for several seconds, just registering the fact that she had cut him off so coldly.
Well, what the hell had he expected?
It didn’t matter. He was loath to leave. Nothing had been solved. Jake had a job and a family. He couldn’t just turn his life over to keeping tabs on Beth.
His phone rang. He expected it to be Jake, and he answered quickly.
“Where the hell are you?”
It was Lee, and he was aggravated.
“Busy. What’s up?”
“The noose is tightening. We really need to move.” Lee was quiet. “They found another diver. The news just came out. We need to get back on the boat.”
“I know we need to get back out there. I just need a little more time.”
Lee was silent. “I told you before, we need to focus. There’s the project, and that’s it.”
“I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
“Listen to me, Keith. We’ve got to get back out on the reef.”
“I’ll be there. I have something to solve first.”
“Look,” Lee said, sounding seriously pissed, “we need to talk. We have a job to do. You can’t go taking care of the rest of the world. We have to be back on that reef by tomorrow morning.”
“Where are you now?”
“Right where we’ve been. Waiting.”
“I’ll be there soon.”
“Really soon,” Lee said.
Keith hung up, contemplating the situation. He hesitated, then dialed Beth’s number again. She had been attacked. And then there was the skull on her desk. That had to mean something, as well.
Why the hell couldn’t he just find the connection?
He closed his eyes for a moment. There was money in this, big money. Maybe Mike was right. Money often meant corruption.
He called the house number, determined to tell her at least some of what was going on, and to hell with the consequences. The machine came on.
“Beth, I know you’re angry. You have a right to be. But I’m worried about you. Jake can’t stay there forever. Listen. I think that you were followed today, from Nick’s to the club. A couple left right in your wake. That was why I followed you. A couple, Beth. It might have been Brad and Sandy, in disguise. If they’re the pirates, they’re dangerous.” He paused. “Guilty of murder. Jake has to go home sooner or later. You need to stay with someone.”
“What’s happening?” she picked up and demanded. “Why did you leave, then, and come back so worried and determined?”
“I had a meeting, that was all. I said I’d be back. Put Jake on the phone, if you just want to fight with me. Please. Honestly, if I knew what was happening, I’d tell you,” he said bitterly.
He heard her sound of frustration. “Listen, Beth, I’ll explain everything to you as soon as I can, I promise.