Wailea, Maui
Moments Later
After Daniel and Ed exited the Prince Kūhiō Federal Building, they entered an Uber waiting for them at the bottom of the steps.
“Can you take us to Terminal 1? Hawaiian Airlines,” Ed told the Uber driver as he sat down on the far side of the vehicle from the sidewalk and buckled up.
“Yes, sir.”
Daniel waited until the driver was preoccupied with traffic on his way to the airport to bring up the sensitive topic with Ed.
“What do you think? Were they involved in the fire?” Daniel asked as he turned toward Ed to observe his response and not just hear it.
Ed seemed somewhat agitated by the question but appeared sincere in his response.
“I don’t think so. I don’t want to believe it. I refuse to believe it.”
Taking a deep breath, Ed stopped himself from sp
