SeventeenMadison Bouvier and Celia Stone walk together in the foggy shadows of the Mississippi Belle's main deck, turning away discreetly from passersby to find a secluded spot. Bouvier tries to placate a distraught Celia, but her torment is not easily assuaged.
“Why didn't you tell me she died, Madison? All these years, you never told me Dominique Warren was dead.”
“You'd been away so long I hoped you had been able to put the past out of your mind. I didn't want to cause you any more pain than you had already endured.” Madison's solicitous words belie his emotionless tone.
“But Schmidt knew, didn't he? Is that why he was killed? Did you do it Madison? Did you have Schmidt killed because he knew too much?”
“Even I draw the line at murder, Celia. I have no idea who killed Schmidt. It co
