“Was that just a sea monster pun, Inspector?” Beattie asked with a chuckle. The chuckle, however, was not her casual laugh. That laugh was her “I’m faking a light attitude” laugh, and I knew it well. She used it with every boyfriend I’ve had who she didn’t think was good enough for me.
The inspector laughed. “Completely unintentional, I assure you,” he said as he stood. “We will keep you posted about the situation,” he said as he shook Beattie’s hand. “How long are you lasses in town?”
“Our flights are booked to leave in three days, but if need be, we can extend our stay,” I said on some impulse that I couldn’t quite explain. To her credit, Beattie didn’t even glance my way despite the fact that she knew our tickets were nonrefundable and we wouldn’t charge anything new to Uncle Fitz unl
