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“How many times did AnyaentertainDeclan?”

“She was one of his favorites.”

That hung there.

“And when she went missing, you didn’t think to call Declan?”

“No. She told me she was in Corazón Bay, heading to Monaco.”

“You talked to her?”

“Texted.”

“So you don’t know for sure she was the one who sent the message.”

“No. I guess I don’t.”

“What did the message say?”

“That she met up with some friends and was heading to Monaco.”

“She left the yacht?”

“That’s what she said.”

“Or what someone wanted you to think.”

He shrugged.

"Has Declan invited other girls you represent aboard his yacht?"

"I don't really discuss client business.” After a moment, he added, “He's a repeat customer."

"Maybe you should call him and ask him where Anya is right now.”

"Like I said, Declan is a good client.”

"Was Anya good talent?”

"I'm not calling him and getting in the middle of this. Why don't you ask him yourself? You're the private investigator."

He excused himself and ended the call.

I couldn’t wait to confront Declan.

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Ihopped on the bike and tested it out. The front wheel wobbled a little. I certainly wouldn't be going fast on the way back to the marina.

Pedro and Francesco followed me on scooters of their own. I felt like a dignitary with an escort, flanked on either side by the two gentlemen.

I kept a wary eye on my surroundings.

Several car lengths back, the bike bandits appeared.

I signaled Pedro and Francisco.

With tire irons at the ready, they were prepared for anything.