I have to walk nearly to the end of Main Street to get any privacy. So many people here right now. And escaping town hall without Harmony seeing me … she knows enough about the “lady in the dead-end woods.” If she continues to entangle herself in all this scary grown-up stuff, her father is going to take the next ferry back to Vancouver, right to a cop shop to file child endangerment charges against me.
“What’s the news?” Iona’s flippant tone suggests I’m calling to dish about a naughty classmate.
“Felix got in touch again. We have Jacinta, and they’ve said they will trade straight across. Apparently, they’re north on Hernando Island. A ton of paramilitary dudes here getting ready to go.”
“You have Jacinta on the island? With you?”
“We do.”
“See, I knew Rupert Bishop was hiding someth
