Chapter 21: AshoreStaring at the approaching shoreline from the Whaler, Lydia felt seasick with hatred for Brad Gerber.
Stupid! The one she should hate was Rosalie. Mudge, wrapped in blankets on the jump seat beside her, had croaked out the reason why.
And Lydia did hate Rosalie . . . but not as fiercely, right this minute, as the man standing behind the console with Officer Ricky Hanlon. The father who'd watched his only child face Scylla and Charybdis, and encouraged her to choose a fast death by drowning over the slow torture of a murder trial.
The Coast Guard team who'd revived Mudge had told him not to move from his stretcher until they got him to medical care. When would that be? Officer Hanlon insisted the first priority was to go after Rosalie, who'd paddled out of sight around
