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“Whatcha got there, Angel,” Reid asked.
“Found him in Leilani’s bedroom,” Angel grunted as the man beneath him bucked.
A movement in the bushes captured Angel’s attention. “Leilani?”
Branches parted, and Leilani emerged. “I stayed low,” she said. “But when he ran back this way, I couldn’t do nothing.”
Angel sat up, grabbed the man’s hand and yanked his arm up between his shoulder blades. “That was you?”
“She fucking tripped me,” the man said, his face in the dirt.
Leilani shrugged. “It worked.”
Angel sighed. “You could’ve been hurt.”
“But I wasn’t,” she said. “Is it who I think it is?”
“Let’s find out.” Angel yanked the ski mask off the man’s head. “Surprise. It’s Peter Brentwood. Reid, please tell me you’re calling 911.”
CHAPTER13
“It’s ringing,”Reid said and turned away. “I’d like to report an instance of breaking and entering.”
Angel’s cell phone rang in his back pocket. “Leilani, could you get that? My hands are full.”
She plucked the phone out of his pocket, read the caller ID, answered and immediately hit the speaker button. “Hi Hank, it’s Leilani. Angel can’t come to the phone; he’s sitting on Peter Brentwood. He broke into my apartment.”
“Glad to hear it,” Hank said. “Swede just located footage of the man breaking into your storage shed at the marina last night during the time Dev reported the party noise on the two yachts.”
Leilani glared at the man squirming beneath Angel. She’d never allowed herself to hate anyone until now. “So, he was the one who tampered with the speargun?”
“Reid had the Maui Police dust the shed for prints. Now that Brentwood has committed the crime of breaking and entering your apartment, they’ll take his fingerprints and match them to those on the lock and the speargun.”
“If he didn’t wipe down the surfaces like he did on the boat,” she pointed out.
“He wasn’t wearing gloves and ended up leaving quickly because the party on the yacht was spreading out.”
“The bastard deserves to rot in jail” Leilani said through gritted teeth. “He almost killed my cousin.”
“So, we heard,” Hank said. “We’re glad he came through surgery all right.”
“Swede also did some digging into Brentwood’s credit cards and found an Uber charge from a pickup near that beach where the jet boat was abandoned over and to the harbor where it was stolen in the first place. He reviewed video footage from earlier that day and found images of a man leaving the harbor in the jet boat. He backed up to a few minutes earlier and found the same man leaning against one of the buildings close enough that the camera caught his face. It was Brentwood.”
“You’ve got nothing on me,” Brentwood ground out. “So, I had an Uber charge. I have them often. I was visiting a friend that day, and I took an Uber. It proves nothing. That’s how a lot of people get around on Maui.”
“Yet, you were caught in my apartment uninvited,” Leilani said. “It’s not looking good for you, Mr. Brentwood.”
“Look, I came to present the latest and final offer from my client.”
“And you just invited yourself in to wait for me to return?” Leilani snorted. “And how did you get inside without a key?”
“The police will be here in ten minutes,” Reid said. “Wanna bring him into Leilani’s apartment?”
Angel’s brow formed into a V over his nose. “Not really, but yeah.”
Between the three men, they half-carried, half-dragged the man toward Leilani’s suite.
As soon as Leilani stepped through the door, she gasped.
