Thirty-fiveGrand Cayman Island › Sunday, December 7, 2008 › 19h40
The trip to the harbor was executed without incident, under a clear dark sky and light Sunday traffic.
Until they reached the pier.
The Locals had teamed up with the Coast Guard and were searching the harbor, interviewing people on the boardwalk and the connecting piers. Lucy cruised past them, then turned into an adjoining underground parkade. She pulled into a vacant space, and Tony screeched in beside her in his hire car. Lucy lowered her window and Jayson leaned across her. “They’re looking for me,” he said.
“Go back to the resort then?”
Jayson shook his head. He grabbed the qrcp windbreaker and removed Jimmy’s business card from an inside pocket and handed it to Lucy. “Call him and let me speak to him.” She did and
