though,
and find out.”
Peter
suddenly put his heads back into his hands.
“We’ll
do our best for you Peter,” Cindy said, reaching her arm out to him.
Suddenly,
the door to the room opened and Cindy heard someone walked in. Had half an hour
passed already? Were the cops returning? Cindy turned to look and saw a tall,
rugged, handsome guy in his fifties standing there. He wore jeans, a plaid
sports shirt and watched them all intently.
Peter
looked up, greatly relieved, “Hey Mac,” he called out, “come in, you’re needed
here.”
“Hey
buddy,” Mac came over to where they were seated. “I’m never more than a few
steps away.”
As
he approached Cindy felt a wave of energy flash between her and him. Then she
felt him focus on her with a powerful presence.
“You
must be the private detective,” Mac said, ignoring Mattheus and sitting down
close to her.
“Yes,
I am,” Cindy responded, “my partner Mattheus and I are here on the case.”
Mac
didn’t look at or greet Mattheus, just turned to Peter then.
“So,
is this gorgeous detective making you feel any better?” Mac asked.
Peter
tried to crack a smile but could not.
“The
only thing that’s going to make me feel better is when I hear they’ve found
Allie alive,” he said.
“Listen,
buddy,” said Mac, “you’ve got to unwind. This is terrible, and the cops are
making it worse for you. But it’s their job to draw blood from a stone. They
don’t have a thing. You had nothing to do with it and they know it, but they
don’t have anything else right now.”
Cindy
saw Mattheus bristling, not warming to Mac in anyway.
Mac
turned to Cindy then, “Did you happen to hear anything from Peter that he hasn’t
told everyone a hundred times by now?”
“Since
I wasn’t here the hundred times, I have no idea,” said Cindy, coolly. “But I do
think Peter’s a special young man and I’m going to do my best to find out what
happened to his bride.”
“He’s
more than a special young man,” Mac declared. “He’s a prince and always has
been.”
Peter
looked at Mac with appreciation.
“There’s
no way Peter hurt his gal. I’d give my life for that,” Mac insisted.
Cindy
was overwhelmed by the strength of Mac’s conviction, his feelings for Peter and
devotion. It seemed as though he were the kind of guy would tear the world
apart to protect someone he loved. Peter was fortunate to have a friend like
that.
“Peter’s
lucky to have you in his life,” Cindy remarked.
“I’m
lucky to have him, too,” Mac replied, “and we’re both lucky to have you on the
case. It changes the vibe completely. And, I’ve got a feeling that you’ll get
to the bottom of things, fast.”
“With
Mattheus’s help I will,” Cindy commented, wanting to include him, and make sure
Mac knew she wasn’t here on her own.
Mac
turned to Mattheus for a fleeting second, “Nice to meet you,” he said, in
passing.
Mattheus
shifted in his seat glumly, and did not reply.
*
In
a few minutes, the door opened again and the police returned. Dana and Edward
came in behind them.
Mattheus
got up to join the cops immediately. “What’s next?” he asked.
“We’re
going to make another visit to the Captain of the boat Allie dove from, a guy
named Jared Flay,” one of the policemen said. “He’s runs one of the best Dive
Shops around. We’ll talk to him again and look around again.
“Count
me in,” said Mattheus, obviously eager to go.
“First
you come back with us to the station,” the cop went on. “We’ll go over what we
have so far, show you photos, documents. That will probably take the rest of
the day. We can hit the Dive Shop tomorrow.”
Mattheus
looked pleased, “Terrific,” he said, as he walked to the door with the police.
Before he left, he turned back to Cindy, “We won’t go to the Dive Shop without
you,” Mattheus promised. “While I’m going over the records at the station, you
can use the rest of the day to
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