Thirty-nineGrand Cayman Island › Monday, December 8, 2008 › 14h50
Lucy raced to the casino to hook up with Will, to share with him her recent discovery about Danny and to warn him about Danny’s split personality. If she was right, Daniel would emerge when Will either hit on him, or produced the card-key. Either way, it wouldn’t end well for Will, she feared. The gruesome crime scene photo of Jett Ryerson flashed up in her head as she screeched up to the valet.
She glanced at her watch: 14:52:09.
From stepping out and around the Mini to reaching the entrance in high-heeled shoes took less than thirty seconds. Ten seconds to scan the glitzy neon interior, then roughly five seconds to be buttonholed.
“You need to come with us,” a pair of well-dressed sentinels echoed, each grabbing an arm
