Murder at Midnight (Sand and Sea Hawaiian Mystery Book 7) by Daley Kathi

Author:Daley, Kathi [Daley, Kathi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kathi Daley Books
Published: 2017-10-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Craig Newton was a harried-looking man in his midforties who made it clear the moment we walked into his tenth-floor office in Honolulu that we had fifteen minutes to ask whatever questions we had and not a minute more. Although the day was hot and humid, Craig wore a long-sleeved white shirt with black dress pants. A black jacket that matched the pants hung on a hook near the door. Although he’d instructed Dad to meet him in his office, I hadn’t expected him to be working on a Sunday.

“Thank you for agreeing to meet with us,” Dad said, diving right in. “As I mentioned on the phone, the remains of both Clifford and Anastasia Cramer were found earlier in the week, which is why we’re taking a second look at both cases.”

“You interviewed me five years ago when Cliff jumped from the bluff. You suspected he’d killed Anastasia and died himself from the fall. Are you telling me that wasn’t what happened?”

“Given new information, it appears there may have been more going on than we initially believed. When I spoke to you back then you told me you and Mr. Cramer had been friends for a number of years as well as worked together on several occasions.”

“That’s correct.”

“Were you working together at the time of the incident on the bluff?”

“No, we weren’t. Cliff wanted me to partner with him on a project he’d gotten involved in, but I declined. My unwillingness to invest in that project put a strain on our relationship. It had been more than four months since I’d seen or even spoken to Cliff at the time of his leap into the ocean.”

“What can you tell me about the project he wanted you to invest in?”

I watched as Mr. Newton glanced at his watch, as if to determine how much of our fifteen minutes we still had left. He must have been satisfied we had enough time because he said, “Cliff was a gambler. While it’s true that to survive as a developer you need to possess at least a bit of a gambling spirit, he was careless at times. The last project Cliff pitched to me was a condominium on one of the privately owned islands in the area. He insisted his business partner, a man he introduced to me as Skip Sellers, had a contract with the owner of the island to develop the land. I looked at the plans, but they seemed incomplete. I was also unable to confirm the existence of the contract Cliff assured me he had. I had a bad feeling about things, so I told him I was going to pass. He wasn’t happy with my decision and tried on several occasions to change my mind, but eventually, I guess he realized my mind was made up because he stopped coming around. I later heard that when he couldn’t find an investor he borrowed the money from a hard money lender.”

“Do you know who he borrowed the money from?” Dad asked.

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