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Alex’s eyes widened as realization dawned on him like a bucket of ice dropping over him, and he turned to Harley. “I know who’s behind this.”
CHAPTER 17
Daniellawasonedge.Her legs felt like jelly, and she was queasy from her trip out to sea. She’d nearly collapsed when they’d seen the flames from Alex’s boat as it exploded, and she’d held her breath until they’d found out that everyone had made it off the ship and was safe.
When they pulled up at the Cobble Cove Lighthouse, they were met by an angry but relieved Finn.
“Well, if it isn’t my favorite thieves.” Finn’s eyes narrowed. “What the heck were you two thinking?” he seethed as he marched them toward his car. “You’re lucky Harley intervened, or I’d have had the Coast Guard arrest both of you just to teach you a lesson.”
Daniella turned to Harriet and rolled her eyes, finding her once again staring at Finn like a love-sick puppy. Good grief! She drew in a breath and turned to Finn. “Alex had been taken, and if we hadn’t followed the yacht…”
“The Coast Guard would still have been able to find it.” Finn finished for them as he led them to his pickup, yanking open the doors for them to climb in and then slamming them shut behind them. He slid into the driver’s seat. “I’ve been asked to take you to the Summer Inn while Sam sweeps his house for bugs.” He glanced in his mirror as he started the vehicle. “Liam tells me you still have your suite there?”
“I am.” Harriet cleared her throat and squeaked. “I mean, yes.”
“I’m to take you there and ensure you stay there until Harley is back,” Finn told them, pulling off and heading for the Summer Inn.
“Do you have those anti-nausea pills I gave you?” Daniella asked Finn.
“In the glove compartment.” Finn glanced at Daniella. “Why would you even go on a boat when you’re terrified of water.”
“To save my husband,” Daniella informed him and saw his brows raise.
“I heard about that. Congratulations,” Finn said. “Alex is a good guy.”
“Thank you,” Daniella said, fishing the pills from the glove compartment and taking one.
A few minutes later, they passed Alex’s burnt house, where the last of the rescue team was cleaning up. Daniella’s heart sank at the thought it could’ve been their home.
“It’s such a shame about Alex’s house and his boat, all on the same day,” Finn’s voice was filled with anger. “Who would do such a thing? The fire was definitely arson.”
“We thought we knew who it was,” Daniella said, shaking her head. “All I can hope is that this is now over.”
Finn pulled into the Summer Inn as his phone rang. “Hello?”
Daniella and Harriet opened the doors and got out when Finn said, “Sorry, I have to go. There’s a surfer in trouble.”
“Okay,” Daniella said while Harriet just nodded and waved.
“He is such a hero.” Harriet sighed.
They watched Finn drive off and turn to walk into the Inn.
“I need a hot bath,” Harriet told Daniella. “It’s been a heck of a day.”
“I know.” Daniella smiled. “And you were right about Alex.”
Harriet grinned and linked her arm through Daniella’s. “Oh?”
“He told me he was in love with me right before we were cut off,” Daniella confessed, feeling like a sixteen-year-old with her first crush.
“I told you,” Harriet said.
“Not in so many words,” Daniella pointed out.
They had just walked into Harriet’s beautiful suite when there was a knock on the door. Daniella’s heart lurched, hoping it was Alex, so she beat Harriet to the door, pulled it open and froze when she saw a gun barrel pointed at her.
“If you want something done, you really do have to do it yourself.” The cold voice matched the ice in the person’s eyes.
