Caitlin’s voice, louder than she intended, had captured the attention of the resort guests passing through the lobby, in addition to her children, who became frightened and intently observed their parents.
“Mom, what is it, did something bad happen at work?” Chad asked his mother and tugged on her arm.
“No, honey, everything’s fine. Let’s go to the pool. Can you play with your sister in the kiddie area for a minute?” She did her best to remain calm and positive.
“Okay, but can I play volleyball later?” Chad pleaded.
“Yes, but Linda will probably babysit for a little while this afternoon and evening, so I can take care of some business.”
The kids ran ahead and Caitlin turned to Scott. “This really has me scared. Should we send the children to my parents or yours? If someone’s targeting and threatening me, I can’t put Chad and Alexandra in danger while we clear up this mess.”
Scott reassured her. “Right now I think they’re safer here with us. We’re on alert and have Tomas and Drew providing additional protection. Furthermore, they’re getting all of the customs records. We might get a clue to help identify this bastard.
“Stay here at the pool for a minute while I contact Drew and Tomas at the police station. Make sure you get a hold of Linda. I’ll tell Drew to send his deputy over, too.”
While Caitlin swam with the kids, she became more anxious by the minute. Even the beautiful pool with bridges, waterfalls, and the swim up bar couldn’t relax her. She knew an investigation would be made into the Bucklin family. How could it not with the arrival of that news clipping? She was certain Scott had already scanned and sent all three suspicious notes to the FBI’s New York field office, the same city Bucklin Enterprises housed its headquarters.
Caitlin watched Alexandra jump into the pool and swim to the edge. She enjoyed the moment for a few seconds. Both of her children started swimming very early but Alexandra claimed title of water-bug in the family. At two, she’d already started to dive.
Linda walked toward them with Mitch Logan, Drew’s deputy, behind her. Mitch wore mirrored sunglasses and was dressed as a hotel pool waiter. His eyes roved back and forth, observing every guest at the pool with a suspicious stare. Caitlin relaxed. Her children would be safe under Mitch’s and Linda’s watchful eyes.
When Caitlin rose out of the pool to greet them, Linda gave her a reassuring hug. “I’m so sorry this is happening to your family. It seems so surreal. Who could ever want to harm you?”
“I have no idea but we’ll figure it out soon. Thank you so much for coming over on such short notice. Scott and I will be leaving in a minute but here’s the room card. Order dinner for everyone, including you and Mitch. Thanks again, Linda.”
Chapter Nine
“Caitlin,” Tomas said as they entered the small St. Kitts Police headquarters, “you know we have to investigate the Bucklins now, right?”
“How are you going to take on a family like that? You’ll make me a laughing stock and let’s not forget about my father. If the truth comes out he’ll be pissed!”
Scott grabbed Caitlin’s arm and forced her to look at him as they walked into the makeshift conference area. “Caitlin, these notes prove someone out there knows the truth. Why in hell would anyone send that article stating that James Bucklin isn’t your uncle? Given the choice of keeping you alive or exposing the truth, I’m sure your father would choose your life.”
“But how are you going to approach this, there’s no concrete proof, no DNA evidence? Do you know how absurd this is going to sound to a family like that? They’ll think I’m some nutcase and concocted this whole thing to cash in on their fortune. I can’t go through that!”
“I’m sorry, honey, but you don’t have a choice anymore. This is all directed at you and is a link to the Bucklins so you and your
“Mom, what is it, did something bad happen at work?” Chad asked his mother and tugged on her arm.
“No, honey, everything’s fine. Let’s go to the pool. Can you play with your sister in the kiddie area for a minute?” She did her best to remain calm and positive.
“Okay, but can I play volleyball later?” Chad pleaded.
“Yes, but Linda will probably babysit for a little while this afternoon and evening, so I can take care of some business.”
The kids ran ahead and Caitlin turned to Scott. “This really has me scared. Should we send the children to my parents or yours? If someone’s targeting and threatening me, I can’t put Chad and Alexandra in danger while we clear up this mess.”
Scott reassured her. “Right now I think they’re safer here with us. We’re on alert and have Tomas and Drew providing additional protection. Furthermore, they’re getting all of the customs records. We might get a clue to help identify this bastard.
“Stay here at the pool for a minute while I contact Drew and Tomas at the police station. Make sure you get a hold of Linda. I’ll tell Drew to send his deputy over, too.”
While Caitlin swam with the kids, she became more anxious by the minute. Even the beautiful pool with bridges, waterfalls, and the swim up bar couldn’t relax her. She knew an investigation would be made into the Bucklin family. How could it not with the arrival of that news clipping? She was certain Scott had already scanned and sent all three suspicious notes to the FBI’s New York field office, the same city Bucklin Enterprises housed its headquarters.
Caitlin watched Alexandra jump into the pool and swim to the edge. She enjoyed the moment for a few seconds. Both of her children started swimming very early but Alexandra claimed title of water-bug in the family. At two, she’d already started to dive.
Linda walked toward them with Mitch Logan, Drew’s deputy, behind her. Mitch wore mirrored sunglasses and was dressed as a hotel pool waiter. His eyes roved back and forth, observing every guest at the pool with a suspicious stare. Caitlin relaxed. Her children would be safe under Mitch’s and Linda’s watchful eyes.
When Caitlin rose out of the pool to greet them, Linda gave her a reassuring hug. “I’m so sorry this is happening to your family. It seems so surreal. Who could ever want to harm you?”
“I have no idea but we’ll figure it out soon. Thank you so much for coming over on such short notice. Scott and I will be leaving in a minute but here’s the room card. Order dinner for everyone, including you and Mitch. Thanks again, Linda.”
Chapter Nine
“Caitlin,” Tomas said as they entered the small St. Kitts Police headquarters, “you know we have to investigate the Bucklins now, right?”
“How are you going to take on a family like that? You’ll make me a laughing stock and let’s not forget about my father. If the truth comes out he’ll be pissed!”
Scott grabbed Caitlin’s arm and forced her to look at him as they walked into the makeshift conference area. “Caitlin, these notes prove someone out there knows the truth. Why in hell would anyone send that article stating that James Bucklin isn’t your uncle? Given the choice of keeping you alive or exposing the truth, I’m sure your father would choose your life.”
“But how are you going to approach this, there’s no concrete proof, no DNA evidence? Do you know how absurd this is going to sound to a family like that? They’ll think I’m some nutcase and concocted this whole thing to cash in on their fortune. I can’t go through that!”
“I’m sorry, honey, but you don’t have a choice anymore. This is all directed at you and is a link to the Bucklins so you and your
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