Jacklyn met Dimitri at the ferry. I knew this for a fact, because as unethical, underhanded, and so against the unwritten innkeeper rules as it was, I went through both Dimitri’s and Jacklyn’s rooms the next morning when they were down at breakfast. I found the paperwork from Dimitri’s ER visit in Sandusky. It said he’d checked out of there at ten in the morning. I also found Jacklyn’s ferry receipt that showed she was, indeed, on the island the night of the murder. I would have done the happy dance if her time weren’t accounted for, first at Barry’s Bar, then at the hotel downtown. I found a receipt for that, too. No, it didn’t specifically say she’d been there with Rick, but it gave a room number and said there were two occupants. After what I’d seen (and nearly seen—yikes!) on-screen the night before, I had no doubt who she’d been with or what they’d been up to. I will admit, this was the most miserable day-before-Halloween morning ever.
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