"It's a good name," I said, trying to brush it off."I agree," he said with a smile."Been working out," I asked in an attempt to change the subject."Ye...h, pretty seriously, actually." It shows," I said, taking a good look at his body, which was clearly more muscular and defined than it was a year ago."Thanks," he said, continuing with his effort to install the new light fixture."Still fucking that girlfriend of yours," I asked."We're not together anymore." Sorry to hear that," I said."Yeah,. What I know is that Beth Ann DID NOT make any snide comments about the wild animal thrashing about in my pants, and I was eternally grateful for that kindness."Where's Brian?" I asked when she hopped in the car and buckled up without looking back at the cabin."Jim Bell invited him to work at the marina where you rented the houseboat, doing odd jobs, and cleaning up boats. He started a little while ago, and I wasn't thinking about it when I called you. In fact, that's how I found out you were. The predator, the stalker, the Knife.He had gotten there early, in the guise of helping set things up. He had worked beside the people who were being paid to take him out of the game. He had joked and smiled, been slapped on the back by a man that he wouldn't have pissed on if he had been on fire. He sympathized, he listened intently, he did the dirty jobs; the running, fetching and toting. He did it all and gloried in the fact that none of them knew.And then he listened to that fat ass of a. Fearing for my sister's well-being, I went to the hotel reception and asked the night clerk for a master key. I walked in once the clerk opened the door and just stared at my baby sister. After touching her forehead to see if she had a fever and feeling that she was burning, I went to the bathroom took, a towel from the rack, soaked it in cold water, went back to the room put it on my sister's forehead, and asked the concierge to call a doctor for her as a matter of urgency."Oh, Ian, "Moira.