“As deterrents went, it was nothing elaborate, barely enough to warn off trespassers. Getting to Breakwater along the water would be difficult enough, given the surrounding marshes and the absence of a dock. Joe Riccardi was smoking a cigar and staring out at the water. Without looking at Huck, he said, “I understand you met Quinn Harlowe in town just now.” “I didn’t meet her. I ran into her.” “She was in the diner when you arrived?” “That’s right.” “You didn’t go there becau...se of her?” “No, I went there for breakfast.” Riccardi nodded, his gaze still on the quiet bay. “Mr. Crawford is here. We don’t want any problems. He’s met Quinn Harlowe several times, because of his friendship with Gerard Lattimore.” “Did he know Alicia Miller?” “Not really.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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