could
cook like Julia Child. His hair was close-cropped and peppered with
grey. No one messed with Dunn. He carried himself with the dignity
and authority of a man who was used to being in charge. He was my
boss and head of the Tortola Police Department.
“Hi, Chief.”
“Hannah, Stark said you’d be here. Hello,
Mary. How is Elyse?”
“Same. Still comatose.”
“I talked to Carr and Stark,” Dunn said,
turning to me. “They told me what you found on the Caribbe .”
I knew what was coming. Dunn and I had been
agreeing to disagree since I’d started in the department.
Chapter
5
“What makes you think a crime was involved
here?” Dunn asked. He knew I was treating the explosion as an
attempted murder.
“What makes you think it wasn’t?”
“Come on, Hannah. That propane stove of hers
was ancient.”
“Calvin said he’d just gone through the thing
last week. It was working fine.”
“What about that empty bottle you found down
there? It seems possible she decided on a glass or two before
dinner, fell asleep with the burner still on.”
“Jeez, you sound like Carr.” I told Dunn
about the note Elyse had left on the Sea Bird , that she’d
wanted me to come by the Caribbe , no matter how late.
“You’re making something out of nothing,
Hannah,” Dunn said. “She probably wanted to talk about her love
life or some violation involving dead sea creatures. Besides, why
would anyone want to hurt her?”
“Come on. You know Elyse. She’s always in
someone’s face about something.”
“Okay, let’s go through it. What was she up
to this last week or two?” Dunn asked, turning to Mary.
“Nothing out of the ordinary. We had lunch a
few days ago,” Mary said. “She was up to her usual, monitoring
water quality over near Simpson’s Bay, collecting data at the dive
and snorkeling sites. Actually, Elyse has been feeling very
optimistic about the state of the reef. Of course that doesn’t mean
she doesn’t find her battles.”
“What about her personal life?”
“She’s been dating Alex Reidman. He owns the
Callilou, out at Burt Point,” I said.
“Sure, I know Reidman. Nice restaurant,
pricey. Were they having any problems?”
“No. Elyse likes Reidman but she’s not
serious about him. He’s been pursuing her, but he’s not someone she
could really care about.”
“What do you mean?”
“He’s ambitious, an entrepreneur, into fast
cars and money. That’s not Elyse. She could care less. Her values
lean toward the esoteric. You know that. Besides, Reidman is
extremely self-centered. When he thinks about the world, he thinks
about it in terms of how it relates to him. When things happen,
they happen to him. He’d never be there for Elyse if she needed
him.”
“Doesn’t sound like you like him much,” Dunn
said. “Why would Elyse be seeing him if he’s such a jerk?”
“Oh, he’s charming, good-looking, and they
have a good time together, but she told me she was going to break
it off with him.”
“You seeing that as a motive, Hannah, spurned
lover? Doesn’t seem too likely.”
I knew Dunn was right. Reidman could never be
that wrapped up in any woman. He was too wrapped up in himself.
“Come on, Chief. I’m not saying it was
personal. But dammit, this whole thing reeks of foul play.”
“What else was she involved in?” he asked,
looking at me like I was hopeless.
“There is one other thing,” Mary said. “I’d
asked Elyse for some help with one of the kids I’ve been working
with. You know her, Hannah. Jillian Ingram.”
“Sure. She comes over to visit Elyse, hangs
out on the boat.” Elyse had told me about Jilli.
“Jilli has been into drugs,” Mary explain to
Dunn, “not just marijuana, but heavy stuff—speed, acid. I’m sure
that the drug use is just a symptom and that Jilli is running from
something.
“I knew that Elyse would understand this. She
used illegal drugs herself when she was struggling to control her
mania and depression