He was back on the force. Margrethe’s disappearance was now his case. And he had a murder to investigate. He couldn’t take it all in. He glanced down at the piece of paper he held in his hand. He needed to call this guy—the commander of the North Island Division—and find out just what the hell was going on. He looked up to find Gene and Mary staring at him. “So you’re a cop again?” Gene asked. Dan smiled and shook his head. “That’s what the man said, but I’m not sure he can really do that.” “Sounded pretty certain to me.” Dan snorted. “Yeah, Mike always sounds certain. Figures it’s his job to sound certain. Thinks that way everyone will believe him. But I’ve known him to pull more than a few con jobs when he wants to get his own way.” He waved the piece of paper. “I’ll call this guy from the boat and see what he has to say.” “Does this mean you can follow up on that trail Walker saw?”
