One by one the guests and wedding party had been called down here to be interviewed by the police. Peter was called down every day and kept there the longest. When they entered, Cindy saw a tall, handsome, lanky guy sitting at the front of the table, his head in his hands. Dana and Edward immediately sat down at the opposite end of the table, near the door. Clearly, the police had been informed that they all would be here. Cindy and Mattheus walked up to the front of the table where two police officers were sitting across from Peter. “C and M Investigations,” said Mattheus, introducing himself and Cindy. The two police officers looked up and nodded. “We heard from Lance that you guys had arrived on the Island,” a small, heavy cop said. “We’d appreciate the chance to talk to Peter alone,” said Mattheus. The cops looked at each other. “Okay,” the small one said, “you got half an hour with him, that’s all.” They started to the door. “You want his parents in the room while you’re talking to him?”
