Chapter 6
Jean
"Are you completely out of your mind, Renault?" Anton asks me in a low voice as soon as we are alone. We left the portable to tend the boat and make certain it is properly camouflaged among the other boats, which are mostly tarped and tied for the off-season. Cara stayed inside to make her phone call, while the air conditioner rattled away and covered our conversation.
"Possibly, but my conscience wouldn't let me do anything else. Did you see that gouge on her cheek? That's from a goddamn wedding ring. My dad used to leave marks on my mom just like it." I can't help but feel a surge of anger thinking about it.
"Okay, I get it. I don't want to leave the girl at the mercy of this fucker either, but you have to understand." He took a deep breath and then patted the watch in
