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this is one of the best ideas you’ve ever had.”
    Zak grinned as he pulled me against his body. “Actually,” he kissed his way down my neck and onto my shoulder, “I’m about to show you the best idea I’ve ever had.”
     
    “I can’t remember the last time I was this relaxed,” I said an hour later as Zak and I sat on beach towels he’d placed on a large flat rock. He really did have all sorts of good ideas.
    “How are the sandwiches?” he asked as I devoured the lunch he’d prepared.
    “Really good. Where did you get the fresh rolls?”
    “I had some brought over from the restaurant. They threw in some pastries, which are some of the best I’ve ever tasted. I wasn’t sure they’d survive the trip, so they’re waiting for us at the house.”
    I must have let my smile slip as I remembered the murder investigation that was also waiting for us at the house because Zak squeezed my hand and reassured me that, one way or another, we were both getting off the island.
    “It looks like there’s a cave up there on the mountain,” I commented as I tried to focus on enjoying the rest of our trip into the jungle.
    Zak looked where I was pointing. “That must be the cave Jensen told me about. It’s been outfitted to provide shelter for resort guests during hurricanes or tropical storms. I guess this mountain is the tallest on the island. We actually climbed almost a thousand feet up the mountain during our hike from the house, and the cave is another thousand feet up.”
    “Is the mountain accessible from other parts of the island?” I wondered.
    Zak frowned. “I’m not sure. Why do you ask?”
    “It’s just that we had to go through the private gate to get here. I was just wondering where the locals went in a storm.”
    “Good question.”
    “Did you know that many of the locals refer to Jensen Ewing as the dictator?”
    Zak hadn’t heard, so I shared what I’d learned about the history of the resort and its impact on the island and the people who lived here before Jensen bought the land. I could see Zak hadn’t really considered this side of things. His smile had faded to a frown by the time I’d completed my monologue.
    “Not that there aren’t locals who are happy that Jensen developed the island. Oria told me that her friend, Leta, was thrilled to move into the housing he provided when he built the resort, and I’m sure there are others as well. It’s been eighteen years since the resort opened, and construction began several years before that, so I imagine folks have mostly settled into their new situation. Still, if it was Jensen who was dead and not Ricardo Jimenez, I would definitely look at the social climate as one of the top two motives.”
    “Top two? What other motive are you referring to?”
    “Good old-fashioned jealousy. Did you know that Jensen has a mistress? More than one, it seems. Della is the mother of his child, but if what Talin told me is correct, she isn’t his only lover.”
    Zak frowned. “I don’t know Jensen all that well. We worked together on the software for the resort several years ago, but we never discussed anything really personal. Still, I have to admit I’m surprised. He seems to have genuine affection for Della.”
    “Talin indicated that having mistresses is almost expected when you have as much money as Jensen does.”
    Zak took my hand in his and looked me in the eye. “I have a lot more money than Jensen and I promise you that I have no plans to make room in our lives for a mistress.”
    I smiled. “Good.”
    “I guess we should head back,” Zak suggested reluctantly. “We really do need to figure out who killed Jimenez before someone gets it in their head that you’re a risk to the populace. I’m kind of surprised no one has been talking about the murder today. From what I can find out this is the first homicide in a decade. You’d think it would be big news.”
    “Jensen might have persuaded everyone to keep it hushed up. I can’t