Page 56 of Family Bonds- Jarrett & Andi

Alex laughed over that statement, then looked around. “I know a bit about her.”

He sighed. “What do you know?”

“Enough. Dad and Mac were talking about it some after you left on Thanksgiving. Her cousin who is a US Marshal came to the island fast. You two had him in a room asking questions to find out if there was trouble coming to the island.”

“There is no trouble,” he said.

“You’d tell us if there was,” Alex said. “But what about her? What do you know about her?”

“What I need to for now,” he said. “Drop it.”

Alex’s smile faded. “Wow. She’s in your blood, isn’t she?”

“I don’t want to talk about this now,” he said.

“Sure it’s not a protective thing?” Alex asked.

“Do you want me to deck you in front of everyone and get in trouble with Mom?”

Alex laughed again. “The fact you’re willing to risk that just told me what I needed to know. When are you telling Mom? She’s going to find out soon, you know that.”

“Maybe tomorrow. We’ll see,” he said. “I have to talk to Andi about it some. I’ll see her later after the wedding.”

“What are you two talking about?” Jennie asked, walking over.

“Your husband is being a pain in my ass like he has been most of my life,” he said.

“He excels at being a pain,” Jennie said. “Don’t you know that by now?”

Jarrett leaned down and kissed his sister-in-law’s cheek. “It’s a good thing he has you in his life to keep him in line.”

“Don’t you know it,” Jennie said.

He sat through the ceremony, the bride and groom both holding one of their twins while they exchanged vows as more family members stood at the altar.

After the ceremony was done and pictures were being taken, people were up and moving around and he decided to get a drink and seek out Van Harlowe.

“Hey, Van,” Jarrett said. “I keep meaning to call you. Sorry to come over during this, but I saw you and figured we’d have a few minutes.”

“Did you find anything out?”

“Not a ton. I’m not convinced Miles wasn’t at the house, but he says he was at the casino. We’ve gone over the footage and saw he’d been on the island the day before and left a few days later. He was in the casino most of the time gambling, but they can’t verify his every movement. That early in the morning, he claimed he was in his room, but we have him leaving the casino around six thirty.”

“Really?” Van asked.

“Yes. Griffin has the grounds under surveillance. Miles left in a white van at six thirty and returned at seven thirty-eight.”

“Enough time to leave and stop to put lettering on the van, then drive away, stop to remove itanddrive back to the casino,” Van said. “The house is about fifteen minutes away.”

Van used to be a detective in Kansas before he moved to Amore Island.

“It is,” he said. “But no proof other than our gut. Not sure how much more we can do other than keep an eye on him. There were no fingerprints. Nothing was taken. The renters seem happy with the results.”

“I guess if they are satisfied that is all that matters,” Van said.

“But you’re not?” he asked. Jarrett wasn’t convinced, but it wasn’t like he had all the time in the world to keep chasing things that could be closed.

“I don’t know what I think. I can’t get it out of my head. Could be because I own the place and feel guilty. I’ve installed cameras on all the properties and I’m not sure why my grandfather hadn’t before.”

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