“I couldn’t help but notice that there’s no love lost between your dad and the police chief, Sandy,” said Mr. Brant as they were heading towards the beach in the land rover that was at their disposal for the length of their stay.
“That’s putting it nicely. They hate each other’s guts is more like it,” said Sandy bitterly. “If it weren’t for him my dad would still be on the police force.”
“What happened?” asked Judith Brant.
“Well, it’s kind of a long story. After my Mom died, Dad decided it would be good to move back to this island. I think he feels closer to Mom here. Both my Mom and Dad were born here, you know. In the U.S., Dad was in the Coast Guard. I think he still keeps in touch with his buddies back in the States. Anyway, when he decided we should move here, he applied for a job
