started to wonder if she was going to get dumped again.
“He was my lawyer in LA,” Sean said, as if Sabrina should know this.
“Is he coming?” Henry asked.
“I don’t know. I got his voicemail. I know he can’t actually practice law here, but I like and trust Neil. He’s got common sense, which is why I went to talk to him at Bar None last night. I thought maybe he could help me with the prenup problem,” Sean began to choke up. Kate reached over and took his hand.
“Isn’t he the one whose office building you bought when he wanted to leave town fast and move here?” Jack asked.
“Yeah, then we tore it down and made a bundle when we built a parking garage. I wish I’d gotten to talk to him last night. Maybe then none of this would have happened, but he had taken off to pick up some woman.”
He had taken off to pick up some woman? Sabrina had been right. He had been backing off. Why didn’t he just say he was no longer interested? She wasn’t one of thoseclingy women who couldn’t let go. Sabrina might have been caught off guard when she discovered her husband, Ben, had been cheating on her. But Ruth, the woman who had raised her, had taught her a few lessons about life and one of them was, “Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.” Neil Perry would not get the opportunity to make a fool of her. He was now history. She had a full life and a business to run, which at this point was likely in trouble with the second suspicious death of a guest at one of her villas in just a few months. She needed to get her act together. She needed not to cry in front of these people.
Sabrina leaned over to speak to Henry privately.
“We need to do something about canceling the dinner from Zeus and the music.”
“We also need to find a place for the Keating family to stay. The other island hotels are already full with the other wedding guests,” Henry said.
Gavin strutted over to the table, holding out his smartphone. Looking directly at Jack Keating, he began reading from his phone.
“Keating Construction sadly announces the death of one of its most valuable employees, Elena Consuela Soto Rodriguez. Ms. Rodriguez appears to have drowned accidentally during a company event. The Keating family requests their privacy be respected during this difficult time.”
Gavin put his phone in his pocket while everyone sitting at the table gaped at him without speaking. Why would Gavin have written a statement at all, let alone one that was so misleading?
“Are you kidding?” Sean finally asked.
“Jack, please tell Gavin not to release any statement until we’ve all had a chance to discuss it. This is premature, inaccurate, and totally inappropriate,” Heather said.
“Too late. I’ve already released it. It’s called damage control. You have to take a situation like this by the balls or it will have you by yours. You should know that, Heather,” Gavin said.
“You are just compounding a family misfortune, Gavin. I can’t believe you’ve managed to make this terrible tragedy worse than any of us could imagine,” Kate said.
“Well, you don’t have to imagine it getting any worse now, Mother. Look who just walked through the door,” Heather said, pointing to a thin, blonde older woman dashing ahead of Lucy Detree, who was clearly trying to catch up with her.
“Who’s that?” Henry asked, but Sabrina had already guessed.
“That’s Anneka Lund Keating. My ex-wife,” Jack said, shaking his head.
Chapter Eight
Neil Perry checked the messages on his mobile phone. The new bartender he’d hired was available to fill in again for the evening shift. Mark Wentworth had been a godsend the night before when Neil got the call from Cassie Thomas about an accident. Neil was filling in for his regular bartender, Mitch. The other two bartenders were off sailing for the weekend. Mark had done a good job, and Neil was grateful he’d hired him.
Larry Thomas had taken the corner right before
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