Page 99 of Finding Elodie
“Well, it’s out by Barbers Point. You’re at Ala Wai Harbor down by Waikiki, right?” Perry asked.
“Of course I am, that’s where the boat left from and where it’s always returned.”
“Shit, what the hell is our boat doing out at Barbers Point?” Kahoni asked.
That was what Mustang wanted to know as well. He hadn’t received any calls from Elodie saying there had been an emergency or a change of plans regarding where they were going to dock.
Something was terribly wrong—and he needed to find out what. “I’m headed there now,” he told the men.
“I will too,” Kahoni said. “Although, I’m on the other side of the island at my daughter’s birthday party, so it might take me a while.”
“I can’t leave my kids home alone,” Perry said. “I need to go over to the neighbors’ and see if anyone’s home and if they can watch them. But I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
“Stay in touch,” Kahoni told Mustang.
“I will,” he promised, then hung up. He climbed into his truck and immediately dialed Aleck’s number.
“Yo, what’s up?”
“I need you and the rest of the team to meet me at Ko Olina Marina.”
“Why? What’s wrong?” Aleck asked, immediately going into SEAL mode.
“I don’t know exactly. Elodie’s boat wasn’t at their normal harbor when I got here and when Perry tracked it, it’s all the way across the island at a harbor they’ve never docked in before.”
“Shit, okay, I’ll call the others. You been able to get ahold of Elodie?”
“No.” Mustang’s response was short and to the point.
“Fuck. Don’t panic,” Aleck said, and Mustang figured he was speaking to himself, as much as he was his team leader.
“It’s Columbus,” Mustang said as he drove way too fast toward the interstate.
“We don’t know that.”
“Yeah, we do,” Mustang countered. “Get Pid on this. See what he can find out. We haven’t had any pings on Columbus or his capos. Elodie didn’t sense anything out of the ordinary, and neither have I. If this is him, or more likely someone from his family, they’re better than we assumed.”
“I’m on it. Don’t do anything crazy when you get to that marina,” Aleck warned.
“No promises,” Mustang told his teammate. “If Elodie’s been hurt, someone’s gonna fucking pay.”
“Yeah, they are,” Aleck said. “No one fucks with one of our own. We’ll see you soon.”
Mustang clicked off the Bluetooth and gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands. This was bad. He knew it. Call it instinct or intuition. But he knew whatever he was going to find on that boat wasn’t going to be good. He just prayed he wouldn’t find Elodie’s body.
It took longer than he wanted, even going fifteen miles an hour over the speed limit. But when Mustang pulled into the parking lot of the Ko Olina Marina, it was chaos. An ambulance was parked haphazardly in a handicap spot near the front of the docks, and there were six police cars there as well.
Mustang ran up to where the cops were blocking access to the dock.
He could see the Fish Tales at the very end of the dock—with a rope tying it to a lamppost. Definitely not normal docking procedure.
“That’s the boat my girlfriend was working on,” Mustang told one of the police officers. “What’s going on?”
The man looked remorseful, and Mustang’s heart just about stopped beating. A stretcher was being pushed down the dock toward them, and he couldn’t tear his eyes from it. The officer lifted the yellow police tape and the paramedics pushed the gurney under the barrier.
Mustang looked down and saw a man lying on the stretcher. Kai. He was both relieved and freaked the fuck out at the same time. “Kai!” he called, but the police officers held him back from getting too close.
Kai’s head turned, and he said something.
