Grand Turk, Turks and Caicos Islands
This was a terrible idea.
Ruby Whitlock walked down the cruise ship's gangplank, trying to psych herself up for the third day of her honeymoon from hell. Her first glimpse of the island of Grand Turk looked promising - or at least exactly like the pictures in the brochure - but even the turquoise water, white sand, and cloudless blue sky couldn't stop her from plotting Jamie's murder as she followed a crowd of shuffling octogenarians toward the huge "Welcome to Grand Turk" sign at the end of the cruise pier. To the left of the pier, the beach was already crowded with people, most taking shelter in lounge chairs under big green umbrellas.
She'd been working on her murder plan for four days now, ever since her cruise ship had left Fort Lauderdale. Firs
