off.”
“Maybe I can strike up a conversation with Sebastian,” Ellie offered. “One chef to another.”
“We’ll go to the steak house for dinner,” I suggested. “What about Kai?”
“Kai’s personnel records indicate he works in food services, but they aren’t any more specific than that. I’ll see if Jensen wants to meet for drinks in the next day or two. Maybe if I can get a few drinks in him he’ll spill what he knows about the passengers on the yacht that night. If I remember correctly, he seems to be a talker when he’s had a few.”
“Great. It looks like we have a plan to at least get started with the staff interviews. As for the guests, any idea how we should approach Charles and Park?” I wondered.
Zak leaned back in his chair and gazed out over the ocean. “Charles and I had begun a conversation regarding a piece of software he was interested in developing when Jensen interrupted to show him the bridge. I could call to invite him and his wife to lunch if Ellie doesn’t mind staying with Alex.”
“I’ve been itching to spend some time with a lounger and a good book ever since I walked out onto this beautiful patio,” Ellie answered. “You guys go ahead and do the detective thing. Alex and I will stay here and read.”
The restaurant where Zak had arranged to meet Charles and Piper was located in the VIP section of the resort, on a cliff overlooking the tall waves that surfers from around the world came to conquer. The red brick patio was lush with the same colorful flowers that grew in the wild within the jungle interior. White tablecloths set with real silver and crystal goblets added elegance to the colorful décor.
Charles and Piper turned out to be entertaining lunch companions once we assured them I’d had nothing to do with the murder on the yacht. They were wonderfully colorful individuals who had traveled the world and had many fascinating stories to tell. I’d never been anywhere until I started dating Zak. To be honest, I’d really never had much of an interest in traveling. Ashton Falls is one of the most beautiful places on earth, and I guess I just couldn’t see a reason to go anywhere else. But in the past thirteen months Zak had taken me to Hawaii, Alaska, New York, and now Heavenly Island. He’d opened my eyes to a world I never knew existed.
“So the castle was actually haunted?” I asked with just a slight air of doubt.
“I swear,” Piper declared. “When Poppy suggested we vacation in an Irish castle all I could think about was drafty hallways and ancient plumbing, but it turned out to be one of the most fascinating experiences of my life.”
I looked at Poppy—Charles—for confirmation that his wife wasn’t pulling my leg. He shrugged and smiled. “It’s true. The ghost was dim-witted, but the bloke had been six feet under for a good long while.”
I really wanted to believe them because how cool would it be to visit a real haunted castle? Still, there was a small part of me that thought this rich and cultured yet slightly nutty couple was teasing me.
“Not everyone who visits the castle sees the ghost,” Piper warned. “If I hadn’t gotten up to go to the loo I would have missed him entirely. Of course once I knew he was real I got up and looked for him each and every night.”
“How was he?” I asked. “I mean, was he scary and mean or more Casperish?”
“He wasn’t much to look at, but he seemed harmless,” Piper answered. “I can give you the contact information for the castle if you like. Maybe you can talk your Zachary into taking you for a look.”
I glanced at Zak.
“I’ll take you anywhere you want to go,” he said.
“It would be fun to stay in a real castle,” I admitted.
“Be sure to request a room in the tower,” Charles instructed. “I asked around a bit before we went and learned that the majority of the ghost sightings have occurred on the top floor.”
“Do you know who the ghost is supposed to
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