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back into the main salon. As she entered, she saw a tall, thin man with a pockmarked face. When he glanced her way, his eyes examined her curves.
    Captain Forelli’s eyes shifted and stared at Matt’s feet. “What’s with the broad and kids?”
    Matt folded his arms and his lips tightened. “They were here when we arrived.”
    “I don’t like it. Luke will be furious.” Forelli’s shoulders slumped.
    “Look, we’re not overjoyed either -- especially when your beloved boss, Luke Percy, said, “No one will be on board except you!”
    Forelli started to circle, and proceeded to leave. “I’m taking a break. I’ll be in the crew cabin.” He walked toward the galley.
    Jack stood next to Matt. “There’s something creepy about that man. He always appears to be hiding something.”
    Abigail dropped her head. I guess Captain Forelli won’t be helping us, she thought.
    Jack stood and watched Forelli step though the galley hatch, while Matt said, “I’ll go ask Forelli some questions. I can’t wait to get his reaction to the murders.” His smile rose up on one side.
    Matt stepped toward the galley and stood at the hatch. “What’s up?”
    “Nothing,” Forelli said, while he looked in the refrigerator.
    “How do you know Kilgore?” Matt asked.
    “Larry called Luke. He needed a captain for a week or two. Later, Larry sent me his navigation course and asked me to meet him at sea. By the way, where is Larry?” Matt was silent. He looked down for a minute and then glanced up.
    “He and his wife are dead.”
    “What?! They’re dead?” Forelli became silent, while his eyes darted from side to side.
    “Do you know anything about their murders?” Matt asked.
    “Murders? They were murdered?” Forelli’s mouth dropped, while his eyes stared at the floor. Both men were silent.
    “Who might want them dead?” Matt asked.
    “Why ask me? I barely knew the man.”
    “Well, none of us did it. Was someone else coming aboard?”
    “You mean like that woman?” Forelli said. “It had to be her.”
    “No.”
    “How do you know, Matt?”
    “I just know.”
    “Who found their bodies? The person who finds a body is often the prime suspect.”
    Matt ran his fingers through his hair. “I did. You know I wouldn’t do it.”
    “Where did you find them?”
    “In the master suite, on their bed.”
    Forelli’s voice rose. “Did you even question the woman?”
    “I forced her to identify their dead bodies. Her reaction was enough for me.”
    “Where did the woman come from?”
    “She is a family friend of the Kilgores. She and the kids were hiding in another cabin when I found them.”
    “It had to be her, why else would she hide? She had the opportunity.” Forelli’s forehead wrinkled, as he scratched his head. “Does Luke or any of the Top Dogs know?”
    “No. Not yet.”
    “Luke needs to know. He arranged this gig.”
    “Yes, yes, I know,” Matt said. “But, first let’s figure out who murdered them. Have any ideas?”
    Forelli’s eyes were hyper focused -- revealing nothing.
    Matt cocked his head. “Well, what do you think? Want to tell Luke and the others, or wait until we figure out who did it?”
    “Frankly, I don’t give a crap.” He slammed the refrigerator door and quickly walked out of the galley.
    Matt followed him out of the galley and watched him descend the ladder leading to the crew cabin. Once out of sight, he returned to his cohorts.
    “What did he say?” Jack asked.
    “Not much. He’s putting on a convincing act that he knows nothing. Well, at least, we know he won’t blow the whistle on us. It wouldn’t be in his best interest with his federal criminal record. Besides, his boss, Luke, will be furious when he finds out.”
    The men were silent. Jack’s eyes were vigilant.
    “But, what if you’re wrong about Forelli? What if he does alert Luke? Do we want to take that risk?”
    “What are the options here?” While looking down, Matt touched his chin. Everyone was