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“Everyone here is drunk or on
some kind of drug!”
    Cindy
felt nauseous. Was Alain right? Was it truly dangerous here for her alone? What
good would it do to get wiped out, like Ann had? Who knew who was really in
that green car? The police knew where she was, no one else did. Cindy suddenly
wondered if Trage had sent the car after her?
    As
they drove out of the neighborhood and closer to the hotel, Cindy felt her head
swimming. Should she check in with Trage and tell him what happened? Right now
she wasn’t really sure. She knew she needed to de-brief with someone, though. If
Mattheus were here, they’d go over every detail and she’d soon be on solid
ground. So would the investigation. She couldn’t do this with Trage now – she
suddenly wasn’t sure about him. Cindy knew her mind could be playing tricks on
her, but she felt danger on all sides of her. One thing she was sure about
though, she couldn’t continue alone.
    As
the cab drove up the swirling driveway to her hotel, Cindy knew she had to call
Mattheus. She had to do it for Ann’s sake at least.  Alain was right, this was
too much for her to take on alone.
    *
    Cindy
got out of the cab, slipped into the lobby and up to her room without anyone
noticing. Once inside alone, she pulled out her phone, stepped out onto the patio
and looked up at the vast, perfect, blue sky. Then she dialed. As the gentle,
puffy white clouds drifted by, Cindy waited for Mattheus.
    “Cindy?”
he said, the moment he picked up the phone.
    Cindy
was stunned to actually hear his voice. “Mattheus,” she responded.
    “My
God, I tried to call you a few times,” he said quickly. “You never picked up.”
    “Mattheus,”
Cindy echoed again.
    “What’s
going on? You sound funny,” his voice deepened.
    Cindy
could barely get the words out. “Ann’s been killed in Bermuda,” she finally
whispered.
    “What?”
Mattheus’s sounded alarmed.
    “Murdered
in her hotel room,” Cindy’s voice got louder.
    “How
did it happen? Where are you now?” Mattheus’s sounded uncomprehending.
    “I’m
here in Bermuda,” Cindy felt as if she were babbling.
    “You
went down alone? You didn’t call me?” Mattheus could barely believe it. “Why?”
     “I
need you down here now, Mattheus,” Cindy finally uttered.
    “My
God,” he sounded overpowered. “Of course you do, of course.”
    Cindy
sighed quietly.
    “Cindy,
are you okay? How are you doing?” Mattheus sounded horrified.
    “I’m
hanging in,” Cindy wanted to cry.
    “It’s
okay, listen, I’ll be down immediately,” he exclaimed, “on the next flight.”
    “Thank
you, thank you.” Cindy was filled with enormous relief.
    “There’s
no reason to thank me,” he said gruffly. “How could I be anywhere else? I’ll
leave for the airport right away. I’ll text you the flight information.”
    “Thank
you, Mattheus,” Cindy breathed again. “I’ll be there to meet you when you
arrive.”

Chapter 7
     
    Cindy
hung up the phone and lay down on the lounge chair on the patio. She noticed her
entire body was drenched with perspiration. Thank God, Mattheus would be here
soon. When they spoke on the phone there hadn’t been even the slightest hint of
him pulling away. Every fiber of his body was on the alert, he wanted to get here
immediately. Cindy was immensely grateful for his response. He hadn’t mentioned
Petra once, or said he wanted to stay there with her. Whatever was going on
between them didn’t seem to matter so much. He realized this was a true
emergency Cindy was involved in and she needed him here at her side - no
question about it.
    As
Cindy lay outside recouping a bit, her phone rang. Was it Mattheus calling back
for more information? She picked up quickly, looking forward to talking to him
again.
    “Where
were you this morning, Cindy?” It was her mother. Her voice sounded troubled
and filled with blame.
    “What’s
up, mom?” Cindy decided not to answer her question or respond to the