“Greg’s girlfriend?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, dear. Did he say why?”
“No, only that he wanted to talk to her and asked Greg to let him know if she contacted him.”
“I…” Tina’s voice faded.
“You what?”
“I've wondered about her. She’s a sweet girl, but when you ask her about her family, about where she came from, she clams up.”
“You think she’s hiding something?” Morgan asked.
“Maybe.” Tina tugged at her apron. “You know how you get a feel for people. My main concern is Greg. He’s a good guy.”
“But a little…naïve as far as women are concerned.”
“Exactly. She seems more savvy and worldly than Greg, and I know he’s absolutely smitten with her.”
Morgan slid her coat on. “I’m running next door to see what Grace knows.”
During her trek to the inn adjacent to Locke Pointe, she mulled over Grady’s visit. Was it a coincidence Hailey and her aunt had packed up and left the island somewhat suddenly?
Like Tina, Hailey struck her as reserved, slightly standoffish and although polite, vague in most of her replies.
Cutting across their shared parking lot, Morgan circled around to the Lilac Inn’s rear entrance and gave the door a light rap.
A kitchen worker appeared. “Good morning, Morgan.”
“Good morning. Is Grace around?”
“She’s in her office. I’ll let her know you’re here.” The woman hustled off.
When she returned, Grace was with her. “Hey, Morgan.”
“Good morning. I hope I’m not bothering you.”
“Not at all. I’ve been thinking about you. How did it go last night?”
“Fine. So far, there’s no sign of my ex.” Morgan told her she spoke with Denver, who was also Grace’s father, and Captain Davey. “They both met with their staff and showed them a picture of Jason. Everyone has promised to keep an eye out for him.”
“I feel better knowing eyes are watching.”
Morgan noticed the employee listening in on their conversation. “I was wondering if we could talk in private for a minute.”
“Sure. Let’s go to my apartment.” Grace led her down a narrow hall to her private residence. Similar to the rest of the inn, the cozy apartment was both warm and inviting.
She motioned to a small seating area overlooking the gardens, currently covered in a thick blanket of snow. “I think I know why you’re here. Grady stopped by Locke Pointe to ask Greg about Hailey.”
“He did.”
“She’s off for the week on vacation. From what she told me, she and her aunt were heading to the mainland to visit family. Does Greg know exactly where she went?”
“No. He sent her a text message, asking her to call him,” Morgan said.
Grace lowered her voice to little more than a whisper. “Grady doesn’t want her to know he’s looking for her.”
