He spun around and made to leave, and I was stumped on why he was being so unlike himself. He was always somewhat of a grump, a man of a few words, but this was so unlike him.
“Have you got anything on him?” I asked before he could escape.
He stopped and turned his head to look at me with his peripheral vision.
“What do you mean?” he grumbled.
“On…on my ex. Any news? Have-have you found him yet?”
Wyatt seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and then faced me.
“Nothing yet. Autumn has been asking around and people have seen him, but none of my guys have been able to locate him.”
“That’s weird,” I sighed.
“Not so weird. If he’s got friends on the island, it doesn’t surprise me that he’s turned into a ghost.”
“Friends? You think he has friends?”
Wyatt cocked his head.
“Dare didn’t tell you?” I shook my head. “There’s a…there’s a criminal organization on this island. They’ve got their fingers dipped in all the pies you can think of. Drugs, money-laundering, racketeering.”
“You think he’s friends with them?”
Fuck. What have I got myself into?
“Dare saw him get away in a van with other men. It wouldn’t surprise me if they’re friends. You said you’re from New York, right?”
“Yeah. Manhattan,” I said.
“So is Salieri, the guy behind all of this. Maybe they know each other from New York.”
“Shit. What…how…I don’t know where to start. I’ve got so many questions,” I sighed and dropped on the couch behind me.
It was then that Wyatt’s expression softened.
“That’s understandable,” he said.
“I just…I don’t understand what that has to do with me.”
Wyatt stared at me for a while before he spoke.
“You want my opinion?”
I nodded.
“Nothing. I don’t think you have anything to do with it. I think this is a massive case of fucked up bad luck. Maybe he came to the island to deal with Salieri, maybe he found you and Salieri happened to be here. We don’t know. I don’t think we can ever know that.”
My head dropped. As did my confidence.
“That…that sucks,” I said.
Wyatt put his hands in his pocket, and I heard him take a breath.
“We’ve dealt with a lot over the past year or so. We’ll deal with this too,” he said.
“How? I can’t sit around waiting forever to get my life back. How can you deal with this?”
