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Laura Remington sits alone at a table in a sunny spot overlooking the sea. A wide-brim straw hat and oversized sunglasses obscure her face. She wears a fitted black shift dress with nude stockings and black patent leather heels. A huge diamond sparkles on the ring finger of her right hand. Her only other adornment is a Rolex wristwatch.
She brings a cup to her lips as she stares at the smooth surface of the water.
With a single glance, I take stock of the room. An elderly couple eats quietly in the corner. A boisterous group of men dressed in cheap suits sit around a long table in the center. No bodyguards.
I go over.
When I pull out the chair opposite her and take a seat, her hand in which she’s holding the cup freezes in mid-air.
“Ms. Remington,” I say. “I’m Angelo Russo. We haven’t been introduced yet.”
“Mr. Russo,” she exclaims in a polished voice, leaving her cup in the saucer. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“Your daughter is meddling in affairs she shouldn’t.”
She leans back and studies me. “My daughter is her own woman, Mr. Russo. She’s an adult who does what she pleases.”
“She’s barely an adult. For all practical purposes, she’s still a child.”
She flashes me a graceful smile. “She’s the same age as your wife.” She gives the statement a second to sink in before continuing. “Congratulations on your wedding, by the way. Ryan told Daisy the happy news when she called on him for business.”
“You mean when she went there to demand her cut of the company.”
“Which now belongs to you.”
“Exactly. And for the record, my wife is more mature than many people twice her age.”
She folds her hands on the table. “Good for you. I’m happy to hear that.”
“What are you doing here, Ms. Remington?”
“Why, I’m here on holiday.” She faces me squarely. “Why areyouhere, Mr. Russo?”
I pin her with a stare. “Your daughter is playing with fire. She’s going to get herself burned.”
“Thanks for your concern.” Picking up her cup, she says sweetly, “I’ll give her your message.”
I stand and adjust my jacket. I didn’t have to do Laura Remington the courtesy of delivering a warning. The only reason I’m here is because Daisy is blood of Sabella’s blood, and blood ties are sacred.
“This isn’t Cape Town,” I say. “I own this island. Don’t overstay your welcome.”
She tilts her head. “I’ll try to remember that.”
She’ll do both her and her daughter a favor if she does.
I don’t look back as I walk away.
I did my duty.
The rest is up to them.
ChapterFour
Sabella
Aweek passes with no sign of my husband or Heidi, and I can’t help but wonder if he planned it like this on purpose. Because the morning-after pill will no longer be effective.
To say I’m going out of my mind is an understatement. I try not to show my turmoil to Sophie, who’s doing much better. Distracting both of us, I teach her the alphabet. She has a hunger for learning and makes quick progress. By the end of the week, she knows the letters by heart and recognizes a few three-letter words like cat, dog, and red.
