world.”
Cara punched him lightly in the chest and relented. “That’s enough smarty pants. I deal with enough students trying to upstage me. I don’t need it from you, too.” She planted a quick kiss on his chin and ran her finger slowly down his jawline. “Besides, I don’t especially feel like talking anymore.”
The promise in her eyes was unmistakable. He pulled her in tight. Her hand s smelled faintly like the fish she had just butchered, but he was willing if she was. “I thought there were too many boats on the lake today.”
Reluctantly she sighed and offered an alternative. “Maybe we should head in.”
With LOLA safely back in her dockominium, Cara and Tanner walked arm in arm down the marina. A Tahoe City police officer stood under the archway. His hands were planted firmly on his hips as he waited for the couple to reach him.
He nodded at Cara. “Professor Greene, I need you to come with me please.”
Cara’s heart dropped into the pit of her stomach, and her eyes went wide with concern. “Has something happened? Is someone hurt?”
The officer relaxed his stance. “I’m sorry, it’s nothing like that. One of our detectives received an anonymous tip about how some funds from the proceeds of the gala may have been misappropriated. My superiors would like you to come down and open your office at the Cascade Bay Resort.”
Cara studied the officer’s face. She no lon ger had an office at the resort, and even when she did, it was only for a short period of time during gala season. “I’m sorry. I don’t understand. If you have a search warrant, why do you need me?” The answer was obvious, they didn’t have a warrant.
“Ma ’am, we are simply asking for your cooperation in this matter.”
She scrubbed her face with her hands. Cara turned her key in the moment it was no longer needed, she couldn’t help them. Besides, there were a multitude of people at The Bay who could let them into the office, it didn’t make sense for them to come out here and look for her. Red flags and warning bells went off in her head. Duncan had to be behind this, and the only thing Cara was certain of was that she wasn’t going anywhere without her attorney present.
She held up an index finger to the officer and silently asked for his patience. She dug into her pocket and called a colleague and attorney-at-law, Martin Langley.
Martin answered on the second ring. “Cara! What’s up?”
The police officer and Tanner watched her every move, so Cara turned and took a few steps back down the dock. “Hi, Martin, this is not a social call. I believe the police think I had something to do with some funds that might be missing from the proceeds from the gala. I don’t have any details, but they want me to open my office up at The Bay for them to search.” With every word, the reality of what might be happening began to sink in. Her voice cracked when she continued, “Martin, I no longer have a key, and Duncan and I are no longer married. He was against the divorce, and I think he might be―”
“Cara,” Martin’s voice was calm but firm. “If anyone can hear you , then I beg you to please shut-up. Just listen. Do not go anywhere with anyone. I’m going to hang up, but I’ll call you back in a few minutes. I need to see if I can find out what’s going on.”
Martin disconnected and left Cara to face the officer alone. Not knowing what else to do, Cara walked over to Tanner and the policeman. “That was my attorney,” she explained. “He’s going to call me back.”
Tanner gra bbed her arm and pulled her down the dock. “What’s going on?”
“Sir! Ma ’am!” The officer called out. “I’m going to have to ask you not to speak to each other and not to leave the area.”
Cara had watched Duncan handle a million situations such as this. His behavior embarrassed her, but he never failed to get his way. She turned her head back to the officer and stated matter-of-factly, “Just
Cara punched him lightly in the chest and relented. “That’s enough smarty pants. I deal with enough students trying to upstage me. I don’t need it from you, too.” She planted a quick kiss on his chin and ran her finger slowly down his jawline. “Besides, I don’t especially feel like talking anymore.”
The promise in her eyes was unmistakable. He pulled her in tight. Her hand s smelled faintly like the fish she had just butchered, but he was willing if she was. “I thought there were too many boats on the lake today.”
Reluctantly she sighed and offered an alternative. “Maybe we should head in.”
With LOLA safely back in her dockominium, Cara and Tanner walked arm in arm down the marina. A Tahoe City police officer stood under the archway. His hands were planted firmly on his hips as he waited for the couple to reach him.
He nodded at Cara. “Professor Greene, I need you to come with me please.”
Cara’s heart dropped into the pit of her stomach, and her eyes went wide with concern. “Has something happened? Is someone hurt?”
The officer relaxed his stance. “I’m sorry, it’s nothing like that. One of our detectives received an anonymous tip about how some funds from the proceeds of the gala may have been misappropriated. My superiors would like you to come down and open your office at the Cascade Bay Resort.”
Cara studied the officer’s face. She no lon ger had an office at the resort, and even when she did, it was only for a short period of time during gala season. “I’m sorry. I don’t understand. If you have a search warrant, why do you need me?” The answer was obvious, they didn’t have a warrant.
“Ma ’am, we are simply asking for your cooperation in this matter.”
She scrubbed her face with her hands. Cara turned her key in the moment it was no longer needed, she couldn’t help them. Besides, there were a multitude of people at The Bay who could let them into the office, it didn’t make sense for them to come out here and look for her. Red flags and warning bells went off in her head. Duncan had to be behind this, and the only thing Cara was certain of was that she wasn’t going anywhere without her attorney present.
She held up an index finger to the officer and silently asked for his patience. She dug into her pocket and called a colleague and attorney-at-law, Martin Langley.
Martin answered on the second ring. “Cara! What’s up?”
The police officer and Tanner watched her every move, so Cara turned and took a few steps back down the dock. “Hi, Martin, this is not a social call. I believe the police think I had something to do with some funds that might be missing from the proceeds from the gala. I don’t have any details, but they want me to open my office up at The Bay for them to search.” With every word, the reality of what might be happening began to sink in. Her voice cracked when she continued, “Martin, I no longer have a key, and Duncan and I are no longer married. He was against the divorce, and I think he might be―”
“Cara,” Martin’s voice was calm but firm. “If anyone can hear you , then I beg you to please shut-up. Just listen. Do not go anywhere with anyone. I’m going to hang up, but I’ll call you back in a few minutes. I need to see if I can find out what’s going on.”
Martin disconnected and left Cara to face the officer alone. Not knowing what else to do, Cara walked over to Tanner and the policeman. “That was my attorney,” she explained. “He’s going to call me back.”
Tanner gra bbed her arm and pulled her down the dock. “What’s going on?”
“Sir! Ma ’am!” The officer called out. “I’m going to have to ask you not to speak to each other and not to leave the area.”
Cara had watched Duncan handle a million situations such as this. His behavior embarrassed her, but he never failed to get his way. She turned her head back to the officer and stated matter-of-factly, “Just
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