Page 82 of Duty and Desire

Hasler’s eyes held a glint. “And you two saw a lot of each other, didn’t you?”

I frowned again. “Not sure what you mean by that. He showed me the island, took me on a hike, we went snorkeling…”

I didn’t like Hasler’s smile. Not one damn bit.

“I heard it was more than that.” Lord, even his voice was slimy.

“Then you heard wrong,” I declared. “Tell me, why are you asking questions about him?” I gave a gasp of mock surprise. “Is he some international crime lord hiding out here?”

Hasler tapped the first photo. “He’s King Nikolaus of Eisenland.”

My jaw dropped. “No shit. Well, he certainly kept that quiet. Where the hell is Eisenland?”

He narrowed his eyes. “So you’re saying you didn’t know? That you and he weren’t involved?”

I stood. “Mr. Hasler, you’re barking up the wrong tree. I had no idea Nick was anything other than what he appeared to be, and as for your insinuations, all I can say is, someone’s fed you false information. Which means we have nothing further to discuss.” I pushed my untouched glass toward him. “I think your need is greater than mine.” Then I headed back to the bar without a backward glance.

Kai’s eyes shone. “You rock.” He placed another cocktail in front of me. “On the house.”

I snickered. “Do you have all the tables bugged or something?”

He snorted. “I don’t need to. There’s an English guy who comes over here a lot. Weird accent. I think he’s from someplace north, and they must talk funny up there. Anyway, he’s got the perfect line todescribe that lowlife’s expression right now.” He grinned. “He’s got a face like a slapped arse.”

I gave a giggle-snort Nick would have been proud of.

I raised my glass. “Thank you. For the cocktails, the conversation, the laughter. It’s been a pleasure knowing you.” I drank half of it, coughing when it hit the back of my throat.

Kai gaped. “Then Aulani was telling the truth? You’re leaving?”

“I fly out of here Friday. And seeing that I don’t know if I’m coming back, I thought I’d better get my goodbyes in while I can.” I finished my drink.

I didn’t want to hang around there too long. Hasler might not give up so easily.

Kai came out from behind the bar and hugged me. “It’s been great knowing you, Gio. And when your next book comes out, I’ll buy a copy.”

“Then let’s hope I come back some day to sign it for you.” I hugged him back, then left the bar.

I had some packing to do.

I killed the buggy’s engine. Aulani’s bike wasn’t there, so I guessed she’d left. Then I spotted a familiar figure standing by the gate.

Claudia had poise, even in casual clothing, and she held her chin high as I walked toward her.

“The lady who was here when I arrived told me to wait. She said you wouldn’t be long.” She held out her hand. “I’m Claudia Kaufmann.”

We shook. “I know who you are. Nick’s friend. And before you ask, yes, I know who he is.” My pulse quickened. “Now tell me why you’re here.”

Her cool gaze met mine.

“I’m here because Nick needs you.”

Chapter Twenty-Seven

May 23

Gio

Ireined in the impulse to fist the air, but my heart thumped like an engine.

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