Chapter One
Although most of her job experience had involved scooping ice cream, Gracie Rockwell had always believed she’d make a good spy. People generally underestimated her because she was small and blond and unthreatening. They tended to open up to her about their life stories and their problems. She liked that; nothing gave her more joy than passing along a kind word and a smile with her favorite Rocky Peak Nugget ice cream cones.
But now, here at the Ocean Shores Marina, she had a very different agenda.
Here, she was spying for a reason. And her subject was not behaving like her customers back at Rocky Peak Lodge.
Mark Castellani wasn’t cooperating at all. He hadn’t spilled a single personal secret. He hadn’t once mentioned his childhood. He definitely hadn’t said anything about
