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also going to open up one of the bottles of water sitting on the dresser and check if there’s any ice in the fridge, she thought. But not before I give Luke and Nora a call.

L UKE AND NORA sat in deck chairs on the balcony of their hotel room, which overlooked the turquoise-blue Atlantic Ocean. They had arrived a few hours before and, following their usual routine, unpacked immediately. Because they did so much traveling, they liked to feel settled in as quickly as possible. Somehow it made hotel rooms feel more homey when you had your own things around.
    Nora Regan Reilly, a popular suspense writer, had just completed a book that she claimed had been the most torturous one yet for her to write. Her husband, Luke, and only child, Regan, had reminded her that this was what she said every time she was in the middle of writing a book, and her response was always the same. “It was never this bad.” In any case she had happily turned it over to her editor and was very glad to get on the plane with Luke and head to Miami for the funeral convention and Maura’s wedding. While Luke attended seminars dealing with the latest embalming techniques, Nora planned to laze by the pool and even squeeze in a massage or two at the hotel health spa. She felt like a hunchback from sitting at her computer for endless hours for the last three months as she revised and rewrote her latest yarn.
    Nora looked over at her husband, who was reading over his notes for the welcome speech he would give tomorrow to his colleagues. Nora smiled as she watched him move his lips, raise his eyebrows, and gesture with his right hand, all without making a sound. “You’d have made a good mime, darling.”
    “Huh?” Luke looked up from his notes.
    “I said, you’d have made a good mime.” Nora chuckled and took a sip of her mai-tai.
    “Sometimes I feel like a mime. Like when I try to talk our daughter out of taking a dangerous case.” Luke shrugged his shoulders, half smiled, and shuffled through his notes. They were both relieved that Regan had just finished a case where she’d been tailing a rapist. The family of one of his victims had been appalled when he was released from prison early on good behavior. They were terrified he would seek revenge on their daughter for testifying in court, so they hired Regan to keep a watch on him. He was moving back to their area. Regan had set herself up as a potential victim in an empty parking lot and nabbed the guy when he tried to force her into her car. He was now back behind bars and wouldn’t see the light of day for a long time.
    Luke and Nora were proud of her, but still wished she had taken that LSAT course she had signed up for in college and gone on to law school. But one look at the workbook and a few practice tests made Regan realize that she didn’t think like a lawyer. She had started training as an investigator when she graduated from college, which over the years had meant a lot of sleepless nights for her parents. They were both looking forward to seeing her and were happy for the chance to have a mini-vacation in Miami this weekend.
    The phone rang in their room and Nora put down her drink. “This might be Herself.” Nora stepped inside their luxurious hotel room and sat down on the pink pastel couch as she reached for the phone.
    Luke cocked his head as he heard his wife of thirty-five years greet their daughter. He turned and saw Nora running her fingers through her short blond hair as she laughed into the phone. Regan, with her dark hair, took after her father, although Luke’s had turned to a dignified silver. At six feet five, Luke towered over the five-foot-three Nora. Their offspring combined both sets of genes in the height department, coming in at five feet seven.
    Luke stared out in the distance at a ship on the horizon, and then down at the shoreline at a young couple walking the beach with their three small children. He and Nora would have liked to have had a big family but it