Dangerous Melody

“I just figured it out.”

“What?” both men said at once.

“The guy who tried to take my laptop.”

“You said he was a stranger,” Luca said.

“He is, but I’ve seen him before.” Her dark eyes danced in thought. “I remember cutting around his van in traffic.” She looked at Tate. “When we left Bittman’s mansion, right after he flew off with Dad.”

Tate’s eyes widened. “I thought he seemed familiar.” He snapped his fingers. “The hair. It was Bittman’s pool guy. He followed you from San Francisco.”

“Who is he?” Luca grimaced in thought. “Someone Bittman hired to keep tabs on us?”

Tate shook his head. “Seems like he wouldn’t have his flunkies interfere. What good would that do? His pool guy might be working against him.”

“Why?” Stephanie’s expression was grave. “Who even knows the violin still exists?”

Luca’s face was grave. “Is it possible Bittman was right about what happened all those years ago at his father’s shop? About the arsonist?”

“Not just an arsonist,” Tate said. “Remember, the fire killed Bittman’s brother.”

“He’s returned and he’s after the violin. The person who has it might be able to finger him for murder. He wanted my laptop to see if we’d found anything that could help him.” Stephanie felt her pulse pound. “I think we’d better get moving.”

Tate was already on his way to the truck. “I think you’re right.”

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