BOB HONEYBUN EXTENDED his hand to Detective Alika Palea, a thirty-something cop with thick black hair and a piercing dark brown gaze. The detective was with HPD’s Criminal Investigative Division and he’d called the hotel that morning to issue the Honeybuns a warning.
Bob had agreed to meet with him, but he’d requested they meet on neutral ground. The last thing he needed was for Wanda and the girls to get news that would make them even more upset. Angie, Nita and Bella were already jumping out of their skin and all Wanda would do was stand in front of the slider in their room, staring toward the rainforest with a worried expression.
It had taken a Herculean effort on his part to finally talk them into taking the babies down to the pool. He accepted the big cop’s handshake, noting the dry
