inlet on the south side of the island, and that’s barricaded by an electrified net to protect the dolphins. The vegetation is so lush that you can’t even land a helicopter.”
“I wasn’t going to pay her a visit yet. I’m renting a cruiser and staying here until you give me something to use. I think she needs a little time to come to terms with Lontana’s death.”
“Then why are you there?”
Kelby ignored the question. “What did you find out about that cruiser I saw while we were searching for Lontana?”
“I’m still working on it. There’s a possibility we may track it down soon if it’s a lease. The Siren is owned by a British leasing company in Athens. There are lots of other Sirens registered, but they all have an adjective preceding the noun. Of course, I may be on the wrong track entirely.” He paused. “You think someone may have followed her?”
“Maybe. Get me names and descriptions as soon as you can.”
“Tomorrow.”
“Today.”
“You’re a hard man, Kelby. Anything else?”
“Yes, try to locate Nicholas Lyons and get him down here.”
“Oh, shit.”
He chuckled. “It’s okay, Wilson. The last I heard from him he was being very circumspect and legal—for him.”
“Which isn’t saying much. I suppose I’m going to have to look forward to bribing you both out of jail again?”
“You only had to do it once. And that jail in Algiers was very secure or we’d have managed to get out ourselves.”
“I think you chose the worst elements possible to befriend while you were in the SEALs.”
“No, I was the worst element possible, Wilson.”
“Well, thank God you decided to grow up and stop playing commando. It would have been just like you to get killed and leave me with all that paperwork to straighten out.”
“I wouldn’t do that to you.”
“Yes, you would.” Wilson sighed. “Do you have any idea where Lyons is?”
“St. Petersburg.”
“Can you call him?”
“No, he changes phones frequently.”
“Which all circumspect and legal citizens do.”
“Wilson. Find him. Get him to call me.”
“It’s against my better judgment.” He paused. “I found out one more thing from Gary St. George about Melis Nemid. For the first two years she was with Lontana, she paid regular visits to some shrink in Nassau. Dr. Carolyn Mulan.”
“What?”
“She didn’t make any secret of it. She was very matter-of-fact about the visits to this Dr. Mulan. She even joked about it. He thought she’d been under a psychiatrist’s care in Santiago too.”
“That’s a surprise. I’d judge her to be one of the most well-balanced people I’ve ever run across.”
“Do you want me to try to contact her doctor and try to pump her?”
“There’s such a thing as patient confidentiality.”
“A little well-placed bribery could jump over that barrier.”
Kelby knew that better than Wilson. Money talked; money could turn black into white. He’d lived with that truth since he was a child. Why was he so reluctant to turn Wilson loose on Melis Nemid’s records? It was very nasty. She’d probably bared her soul to that shrink, and it would be like stripping her naked to delve into her secrets.
But she might also have told this doctor about Marinth.
“See what you can find out.”
N ASSAU
Jesus, it was hot today.
Carolyn Mulan wiped the back of her neck with her handkerchief before wandering over to the window to look down at Parliament Street. The air conditioner in the building was on the fritz again, and she couldn’t wait to get out of the office and drive down to the beach for a swim. Maybe she’d go out on the boat and sail over to Paradise Island. No, she’d wait until she could do that with Melis. With any luck she’d be able to coax her away from the dolphins next week.
Just one more patient and she’d be free to leave.
A knock and then the door opened. “Dr. Mulan? I’m sorry to barge in like this, but it seems your secretary has stepped away