The person rolls Sebastian out of the lounge near the edge of the water and then shoves his feet into the pool.
The first splash.
Next, they pushed the rest of the body in.
The second splash.
Spray from the splash causes the figure to step back, legs hitting the edge of the chair.
The second longer scraping sound.
Without a second look back, the person quickly makes their way back toward the elevator.
“Oh, gosh,” I gulp as the late morning sun’s bright light welcomed me back to the present.I rocked forward unsteadily as I tried to stand up.Big mistake, as Julia Roberts said in Pretty Woman.Huge.I hadn’t planned on swimming, but life didn’t always go as expected.The next thing I knew, I’d gone headfirst into the proverbial dead body soup.I let out a yelp when I got my head above water and grabbed the side to keep from going under again.
“Nora!”Gilly exclaimed, no longer a casual observer.
“A little help, please,” I said as she raced over to me.
Bruno had taken her daiquiri.His brow raised as he watched us struggle for a moment.Luckily, getting out of the water took only a few seconds.
“Towels, please,” Gilly snapped at Bruno.
The young man put her drink down and hastily retreated toward the towel shack.
“Are you okay?”Gilly asked, smoothing my drenched hair away from my eyes.“That must have been a real doozy.”
“It was.”I nodded.“I saw the killer dump Sebastian’s body.I was right, Gilly.He was dead long before he hit the water.”
She frowned.“Well, poop.”
“You were hoping I was wrong.”
“It would’ve saved us a whole lot of time.”She smiled as she patted my cheek.“Oh, well, nothing like murder to spice up a vacation.”
The woman who’d told us the pool was closed, took the opportunity to walk past us and make a snide remark.“I guess seventh-grade educations aren’t what they used to be.”
Gilly’s lip curled into a snarl.
I shook my head at my friend.“Let it go, babe.She’s not worth it.”
“Perhaps what this vacation needs are two murders.”
Even though I knew she was joking, I said, “One is plenty, thank you very much.”
“One what?”someone asked.
I shielded my eyes with my hand and looked up, immediately recognizing the slender-built and decidedly grumpy security chief.
“Chief Hansen,” I greeted.“Fancy meeting you here.Again.”
“What are you up to, Ms.Black?”she asked.
“Just relaxing with a dip in the pool.”
“It’s closed,” she said.
“Oh, I know,” I told her.“Just like I know that what happened here last night was no accident, and if that’s the conclusion you decide to come to, I promise to raise a racket to anyone who will listen.”
