Greyson saw it.
“They are all within five miles along the coast. With tide, they likely went in the same place.”
That was a good thing.
It made it easier to trace if they needed to go down that rabbit hole. It was less reliable than forensics, but they could pull from it if they needed to.
“We need to keep that on the back burner,” Gene said. “It might help us.”
And they would.
Will wanted to help.
“So is the next step figuring out how they get out there?” he asked. “Sorry if I’m interrupting.”
Gene stopped him.
“You’re not, Will. Your perspective is different. Ask if you have a question. It could spark another question.”
Oh, he would.
Honestly, he loved being around the men as they worked. It was clear that Gene was a good teacher. Now, maybe he’d teach Corbin how to stay alive.
“As for getting out there, it’s likely on a boat. That’s the easiest way.”
Ethan gave them the heads-up.
“The ME said they had sugar burns. Did yours have sugar on it, Corbin?” he asked, so they could all discuss it, and get Greyson on the same page.
Corbin nodded, and pulled up the part of the autopsy report he’d gotten.
“Yeah.”
Gene tapped their files.
“Our ME analyzed it. I’m going to say the local law didn’t go as in-depth, but they found sand in the sugar that was hot enough to burn them.”
He was right there.
It took a while for forensics with the local police.
MONTHS.
“Where do you get sugar burns on an island?” Corbin asked.
They shared what Ben suggested.
“Candy making on the beach?”
Corbin stared at him, and said the first thing that came to his mind.
“Like a beachfront carnival?” he asked. “So a boardwalk?”
Greyson began researching it, and when he found something, he shared.
“There is a boardwalk,” he said, showing them. “It’s called Paseo de la Princesa—which is like‘walkway of the princess’.”
Gene was curious.
