“That’ll do. Go get back in bed.” Dino hung up. Stone got back in bed, and Annika snuggled up close to him. “I like it that we’re both blonde,” she said. “I mean blonde all over. That must be very rare in this country.”

“Now that you mention it, it is rare, at least for me.” He kissed her and their tongues played with each other.

“I hope you are fully rested from last night,” she said, “and ready to make love again.”

“I think I might just manage it,” Stone replied, “if you do most of the work.”

“All right,” she said, cheerfully. “We did the missionary position and the doggie position last night; now we will do the blow-job position. Lie on your back.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Stone said, following instructions. She glanced at the clock. “You mustn’t take too long to come, because I must go to work.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he replied. “I’ll be as quick as I can.”

STONE GOT BACK to the Marquesa in time to see Dino’s breakfast dishes taken away.

“Have you eaten anything?” Dino asked. “I’m referring to the like of bacon and eggs.”

“Nothing like that,” Stone said. He picked up the phone and ordered.

“As soon as you can get yourself together, we should go over to Boggs’s houseboat,” Dino said.

“Why?”

“Well, don’t you think we might find something there that could tell us more about your Evan Keating?”

“I suppose we might.”

“You don’t think very clearly first thing in the morning, do you?”

“I do, but I wasn’t thinking about Charley Boggs.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“I take it you had a pleasant evening.”

“That is an inadequate description of my evening.”

“I think I’m going to have to call Genevieve and get her down here,” Dino said, referring to his girlfriend.

“If that will keep you from exploding with envy, by all means. She can ride back with us.”

Dino went inside to use the phone, and Stone had his breakfast.

THEY ARRIVED AT the Garrison Bight houseboat of Charley Boggs an hour later, with Stone freshly shaved and showered. Tommy Sculley was sitting in a teak chair on the rear deck reading the local newspaper.

“Take a pew,” Tommy said. “My crime scene people will let us in there in a few minutes.”

“This is your idea of working a scene?” Dino said, sitting down.

“First, they work it and show me any evidence, then I work it. Like that, we don’t get in each other’s way.”

“This is where Charley Boggs liked to do his fishing,” Stone said, sitting down. “You think he fell in and drowned?”

Tommy nodded. “I think he could have fallen in and drowned right after he caught the bullet in the back of the head. He might have lived long enough to drown.”