His head dipped in token sympathy and then his eyes were on her again. “What did you fight about?”
She pressed her lips together and crossed her arms, staring at him without answering.
“Was it a heated argument? Did it become physical?”
“What’s all this about?” she asked. “Has something happened to Roger?”
Nordic leaned forward, his eyes drilling into Leigh’s. “His mother reported him missing, and his portfolio manager claims she hasn’t heard from him in several days, a circumstance she characterizes as very unusual. You say you last saw him two weeks ago, heading toward his yacht, and we can’t find anyone who’s seen him since.”
“What about The Daydreamer, Roger’s boat? Is it in the slip?”
“No, the boat is missing, as well.”
Leigh relaxed back against the leather and brought a smile
