made me walk the plank?”
“I had still been following Megan. It gave me such a thrill every glimpse I got of her, even though I knew it would have to end soon. Once I returned to Jamaica, I was certain I’d never see her again.”
“But Megan didn’t get home until well after the trouble went down, so you certainly didn’t follow her there.”
“You didn’t let me finish. I was out in the funeral home parking lot, waiting for the visitation to end so I could see my daughter. You left with Sylvia. And then not a second later Holt McNabb came out. Call it intuition, but he had this look on his face that was downright evil. I knew in my heart he meant you harm. And after meeting you, I could tell how much you cared for Megan. I had to help if I could.”
“And so you did.” I smiled.
“Not much. Anyway, the reason I came here was to thank you for all you did for Megan, for bringing us together. I don’t have much money, but since my sentence won’t allow me to return home to Jamaica, I was hoping you’d accept the profit from the sale of my house as a bonus to whatever Megan has paid you.”
“Absolutely not,” I said firmly. “But there is something you
“You name it.” She’d flashed a great smile, so very much like Megan’s. And since Laura knew I was no devil, she’d made another deal that morning.
I lifted my arm and pressed the light button on my watch. In about seven hours someone else would be smiling—a wide white smile complemented by shiny brown eyes.
Jug would be opening the overnight mail envelope I’d sent today, the one containing the legal documents and keys to his new house in Kingston.
And he knew exactly where to find the place.
