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Grant flashed hilance "Yes"

"Really? I mean, sorry, but it does look as if you followed Stephanie here"

Grant stiffened Clay observed hiuy was assured, and tall, broad-shouldered, and apparently composed of pure muscle He was built like a rock, but seeility

"I’ve always had a fascination with archeology, the past, anthropology, you nao--one of yptian exhibit at the Field Museum This caie’s place?" Clay asked casually

Again, Grant shot him one of those looks that assured Clay that the felloas barely controlling his teie three tioing to open a resort in Calabria and put a coh, huh?" Clay said lightly

Grant was assessing hie Yes But then, a lot of things seee Somehow, you just don’t look like the usual comedian"

"No?" Clay said He shrugged "Well, hell, I always thought that actors and comedians came in all shapes and sizes"

Grant stopped suddenly He’d veered very close to the water Clay hadn’t gone so far The sand was deep, and the air was filled with the scent of the salt water And so more

The smell of death

"There," Grant said

Despite the darkness and the night, they could both see a clu ahead of them on the beach They looked at one another for a split second, then headed toward it They hunched down The clump was covered in seaweed

Grant let out a sound of relief "Dolphin," he said

"Poor thing," Clay murmured "Looks like it beached itself"

"Maybe I don’t know a da about dolphins," Grant said He stood He seemed inordinately relieved "We’ll have to tell Arturo He won’t have any tourists out on the beach for a week if they don’t dispose of the carcass"

Clay nodded, and stood as well "The cliffs are just there There’s nothing, no one, out here"

"I didn’t think there would be, but what the hell," Grant said

They started back Again, Grant seee of the water Clay kept to the sand, watching

When they returned to the restaurant, the others were there, just as frustrated They told Arturo about the dead dolphin, and he assured the

"Well, we should head back," Carlo Ponti told Grant

Grant took a long, wary look at Clay "Carlo, I’ll be out first thing in the ht… maybe for the week" He stared at Clay as he spoke, as if warning hi hi at him "I intend to be around here," he continued "In case Just in case Stephanie decides that she needs so up the show He didn’t mean that at all Nor did he mean "needs some help" What he meant was, "needsdeeply

He was glad that Grant Peterson would be exactly where he could keep a close eye on hi hi, Stephanie reht, she locked the front door, and the back door, and when she went upstairs, she closed and locked the entry from the balcony as well

Too bad She had loved the breeze

It was all silly, really--it had to be Gehts of Roirl would be found soon as well Maybe she had run aith a lover ould not be approved by her fas were surely known to have happened before By tomorrow, the mystery would be solved

Still…

She wondered if it washer to be careful that made her walk around the place with nervous detery herself She wasn’t certain if she was really feeling anything unusual, or if the fact that there werepersons in the area, and Grant’s assertion that so her to experience the unease

She was really tired Jet lag was a part of it Her sleep having been beset by drea certain that she had closed and locked every possible entrance, she showered and went to bed

When she closed her eyes at first, they opened again immediately She had locked the doors to the balcony, but hadn’t closed the drapes

The darkness outside seemed to hold shapes