CHAPTER SEVEN
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“That is insane.”
Iona is bluffing. She’s pointing the finger elsewhere, so we stop watching whatever she’s doing. What would a drug cartel want with sweet, Canadian environmental engineer Finan?
“What is insane is harboring a fugitive on your island all this time.”
Jacinta Ramirez.
“I didn’t even know about that until very recently,” I say. Because it’s true.
“Now everyone knows, thanks to Mr. Watts. I expect things are about to get rather interesting around here.”
I laugh once, but not because she’s funny.
“Then again, if Watts is dead, sounds like you already know that.”
“What about the photo of Finan, delivered to me after you—or someone—handed it to that kid on Main Street?”
“That was just to scare you. I wasn’t going to hurt him. Jacinta’s peopl
