CHAPTER TWENTY
Monday morning proved uneventful, with the three of us organizing reports and paying bills and indulging in an hour-long meet-and-greet with a few local businesspersons. At noon, Rey left to drop by her agent’s office to pick up the contract and Linda got ready to tail Lance again; he was helping a friend at a wine expo in the afternoon. If nothing of note transpired today, we’d advise Hardena that it might be best to drop the case: why take money if nothing was happening beyond Lance’s silly but seemingly harmless flirtations?
Eddy dropped by to ask if it was okay to visit a relative on Big Island for three days, which I assured him was more than fine (the guy rarely took vacation). As we sipped frosty sodas, I listened to him chat gaily about Cousin Petro and his papaya
