“Ahhh!” I screamed and jumped when the head of the body popped up like one of those red button things on a pressure cooker that let you know when it was finished cooking. “I’m thinking it’s a foot that’s attached to a leg.” Henry curled his nose and then his brows rose as the leg floated to the top of the lake and was attached to a body.

“No.” I took a closer look and it sure looked like something that could be a foot, but nah. “Is that a foot?” Henry asked over my shoulder. “Listen, this is my camp ground and if there’s something to see, I’m gonna see it.” I stomped on my way over before he could stop me. “Hank.” Detective Burke jutted his chin in the air gesturing Detective Hank over. “I’d done killed the jerk if he’d showed up here.” “Trust me.” I put my hand on my hip after I realized I looked nervous. I began to pick at the stray limbs and other unrecognizable things that clung to my plastered head of hair. Was he trying to read my body language like I’d seen done on movies. That’s why we think he’s here.” Detective Hank stared while the other guy started to walk around. “We figured he’d come here to see you since he never really wanted to sign the divorce papers and from what your lawyer told us, this piece of property was done under the table which weren’t in his dealings, so it didn’t get taken away. “I’m very aware that you had nothing to do with his Ponzi scheme, but I’m not so sure you didn’t have anything to do with his escape.” He pulled his sunglasses off his face so smooth, that he looked like one of those cute TV cops.

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