Beachbound (Pineapple Cay Stories Book 2) by Coffey Junie

Author:Coffey, Junie [Coffey, Junie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781542046459
Publisher: Lake Union Publishing
Published: 2017-08-08T04:00:00+00:00

8

Nina was fast asleep in her bed when the phone rang. What time was it? Moonlight spilled in through the open window, and the curtains gently lifted and fell in the soft night air. She leaned over and felt on the floor for the old-fashioned rotary-dial telephone she’d inherited from Miss Rose.

“Hello?” she said, glancing at the clock on the bedside table. It was after midnight.

“Nina, it’s me,” said Pansy breathlessly. “There’s been another incident at the inn. This time it looks like Sylvia Putzel-Cross was the target. Andrew just got home. He was in the bar with his golf buddies when Blue and a couple of his officers showed up looking very official.”

“Oh! Was Sylvia hurt?” asked Nina, already wriggling out of her nightie and into the jeans and T-shirt she’d left on the floor by the bed last night.

“No, I don’t think so. Andrew said he saw her in front of her bungalow talking to Blue.”

“Well, thank goodness,” said Nina, stepping into her flip-flops. She ran her fingers through her hair. “What is going on? Why would anyone want to hurt Sylvia? This conference is going downhill fast. I’d better get over there and see what I can do.”

“Hold on. I’ll give you a ride. Be there in ten minutes,” Pansy said quickly, and hung up. Nina splashed some water on her face, brushed her teeth, grabbed her bag, and was pacing the sidewalk out front when Pansy rolled up in her turquoise golf cart a few minutes later.

The inn was quiet when they arrived. The dining room and bar had been shuttered for the night, and most of the guests had retired to their rooms. A few lingered on the veranda, chatting quietly in the dark. A light was burning in the lobby, and in its yellow glow through the open door, Nina could see Michel’s silhouette as he stood talking to Josie, his hands in his pockets. Nina sighed. She couldn’t imagine he’d be thrilled with this latest turn of events.

“Let’s go to Sylvia’s bungalow first,” she said to Pansy. “I’ll talk to Michel later.”

They cut across the lawn in the moonlight to the bungalow where Sylvia and Philip were quartered. Several people were sitting and standing on the porch of Sylvia’s side of the bungalow, which was closest to the inn. Philip’s half was in darkness. Nina picked out the tall frame of Blue Roker, a uniformed officer at his side. Blue was talking to Sylvia, who was barefoot in a red-silk kimono tied at the waist. She was perched on the porch railing with a martini glass in her hand.

“I wonder what Danish is doing here,” said Pansy. Nina followed Pansy’s puzzled gaze. Danish was standing under the porch light talking in an animated fashion to Mike, the inn’s security chief. He was bare-chested and barefoot. He appeared to be wearing only blue boxer shorts.

Philip was nowhere to be seen. Strange that he hadn’t been drawn out by the commotion next door. They reached the foot of the stairs.

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