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staying here until Jeremy is caught.”
    Lillian shook her head. “I don’t know about that. I’m starting to feel suffocated.”
    Masterson’s expression looked hurt for a second, but then took on a neutral appearance. “I can understand that, but with luck this won’t last much longer. Just go on with your life as usual. Keep your plans. I’ll be at the office during the day. It seems Jeremy likes to stalk at night, so that’s why I’m staying here, unless you want to call this off. However, my staying here was a stipulation of Mike and Eva’s.”
    Lillian shook her head. “I didn’t mean to sound ungrateful. I’m not, you know. It’s just I seem to be so much trouble for everyone. Maybe I should leave the Keys.”
    “I thought you had made the decision to make your life your own. Don’t quit because of a little bump in the road.”
    “You call this a little bump?”
    “Sure. People face all sorts of unpleasant things. Be grateful that you don’t have cancer or you’re homeless or mentally unbalanced like Jeremy, or that your husband beat you so badly that you lost the will to fight.”
    “When you put it that way, I feel like a crybaby when I should be grateful,” uttered Lillian. “I’m not ready to quit the Keys. I’ll do exactly what you say. I want to stay. I love the people here and the weather is nothing to complain about either.”
    Masterson grinned. “Just wait until August. You’ll be singing a different tune then.”
    Lillian returned his smile.
    Masterson’s heart skipped a little beat. He picked up their bags. “Come on. Let’s get settled in.”

29
    L illian did some compulsory cleaning, but not deep, deep cleaning. She was under the impression that each apartment was going to be gutted and then remodeled. Cleaning would be a waste of time. Otherwise, she would have washed the walls, windows, and floors. As it was, the bathroom and the kitchen sparkled under her direction but that was all.
    She bought an air mattress for the bedroom, and paper plates and plastic utensils for her meals.
    Following Masterson’s instructions, she parked her car in the back and always came through the back entrance. She hung blankets over the front windows and never looked out of them. She never approached her apartment’s front door unless she heard the secret knock. Then she would look in the secret peephole that Mike put in for her. Her mail was sent to a P.O. Box at the main post office.
    Masterson did all the shopping for her and unless she went to work at Aussie Jack’s or to the battered women’s support group, Lillian didn’t leave the apartment. She was starting to go a little stir crazy.
    Night after night both she and Masterson waited for Jeremy to make some sort of move but nothing happened. No weird mail, no hanging around the apartment, no bothering her car, and no sabotage at Aussie Jack’s.
    Lillian could tell that Masterson was getting impatient.
    “I thought surely he would follow you here from Aussie Jack’s and do something. That’s why Mike put up all the surveillance cameras.”
    “Maybe he saw the cameras and was scared off.”
    “Only an experienced person could detect where we put those cameras. They are very well hidden.”
    “Perhaps he’s moved on?”
    Masterson rubbed his chin. It was a gesture Lillian noticed that the officer did when he was agitated. “No, he’s on the Keys.”
    “Can you arrest him then?”
    “On what? We have no proof.”
    “What about what he did with Heather at the Last Chance Motel?”
    Masterson shrugged. “We have just her word that Jeremy put her up to the prank and then arrest him for what–criminal mischief for putting a lizard in your bed and red dye in the pool? A good lawyer would have him out in ten minutes and then sue the police department. We’ve got to get him on something more serious.”
    “I’m so sorry to have you waste your time on this,” said Lillian.
    Masterson grinned. “That I don’t mind.”
    “But