Deception at Sandpiper Bay: A Riley Harper Mystery, #3
By Traci Hall and Patrice Wilton
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DECEPTION IN SANDPIPER BAY, the third book in the award-winning Riley Harper Series, is a thrilling page turner that will keep you reading far into the night and keep you guessing until the startling ending.
During a Fourth of July celebration on Sandpiper Bay—a small island off the coast of Maine—six-year-old Dante Catalina goes missing. The locals are close-knit and friendly but the sea of new faces—strangers boating in, or arriving by ferry to see the fireworks, hinders the investigation. Riley calls in the FBI. She must separate the tangled threads of deceit to find the truth. Her daughter's guilt adds salt to the wound as she realizes Maria, a woman Riley considers a friend, has been lying—for over twenty years.
Every minute is crucial. Every hour Dante is missing potentially puts him farther away from the island.
No contact. No ransom note. Who has Dante? And is that young boy still alive? With the help of her partner, Matt, the chief, and a team of FBI heroes, the countdown to find Dante begins.
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Deception at Sandpiper Bay - Traci Hall
CHAPTER ONE
Saturday morning, Officer Riley Harper stood at the open door of their rented house, allowing the sea breeze and salty air to filter in. Sipping on her Jamaican Island Blue coffee—this week’s grocery store special—she thought back to almost eleven months ago when she and her mother Susan, and her daughter Kyra, had moved to Sandpiper Bay, a small island off the coast of Maine. Stepping into this spacious waterfront home, leased for the duration of the contract, had been sunshine to their souls after the emotional beating they’d experienced in Phoenix.
Their world had come crashing down after Riley had testified against her partner in a wrongful death case when he’d shot and killed an unarmed man. She’d been shunned by her fellow police officers as well as friends, who’d also turned their backs on Kyra, forcing them to leave Phoenix under a cloud of shame.
Her current contract expired in six weeks and a decision had to be made—to leave the island for greener pastures or accept Chief Barnes’s offer of a permanent position. They’d somehow survived the first months of stress and teenage temper tantrums until the warmth and acceptance from the islanders had slowly wrapped around their hearts.
What are you doing, Mom?
Her sweet Kyra asked Alexa to play her favorite ear-breaking noise before slinging her slender, gangly arm around Riley’s neck and planting a kiss on her cheek.
"I was enjoying the morning breeze and listening to the pleasant sounds of nature. Riley smiled at her fifteen-year-old who now stood two inches taller than her, and like a young giraffe, all legs. Her jammies were patterned with red, white, and blue stars.
Are you looking forward to today’s festivities? Should be fun."
The island’s small population tripled during the summer and quadrupled on holidays like Independence Day—boats dotted the bay from pleasure cruisers to speedboats, almost all sporting the American flag. The Sandpiper Bay Police Department had an arrangement with the Coast Guard for extra manpower to keep folks safe on the water this weekend.
Yup. Wish you could come with us.
Kyra walked over to the fridge and selected a putrid green concoction with extra vitamins and protein, dumped it into the blender on the counter, then pushed the button and whizzed up her breakfast.
Riley’s stomach revolted at the look of it, but she kept her mouth shut. Healthy food was great for her daughter but as a cop she lived on donuts, pizza slices, day-old sandwiches, and leftovers. She tried to keep the stale coffee at work to a minimum by bringing her own brew in a stainless-steel mug.
I’ll be there around three-thirty.
Stepping into the kitchen next to Kyra, Riley refreshed her coffee and noted the time on her phone. Half past seven and she needed to be at work by eight. She and her partner, Matthew Sniders, were to split the day at the department. She’d asked for the early shift so she could enjoy the Fourth of July festivities at Mackabee Park this afternoon with her mom and Kyra, followed by their favorite lobster dinner… who knew when they’d be able to have fresh lobster again at their whim.
An opulent fireworks display, provided by the Sandpiper Bay fire department, was scheduled for ten that night. Matt would be on duty from two to midnight, with Riley on call if he needed backup. Chief Barnes had one foot out the door thanks to some health issues and was in Portland with his wife and grandbabies.
I need to change and get out of here before I get fired,
Riley said as a joke. They both knew that threat was long gone. Now the chief was nearly begging her to stay.
Fired,
her mother laughed. In her slippers, Susan’s steps down the staircase had been silent as a whisper. She gave her granddaughter a kiss, saving one for Riley. That would be too easy. You can’t keep dragging your feet. We’ve got to let the leasing agent know if we want this house for another year.
Riley sipped her coffee and hid a grimace from her mom. I know.
She turned to her daughter as Kyra finished the mossy-green sludge. I promised I would have my answer to the chief by July fifteenth—if we don’t stay, he’ll have to hire someone else.
Until April, her teenager had been eager to move to a bigger town or back to Phoenix, but then she’d made a wonderful friend who was also a budding artist, Lennie Banks. The girls had become inseparable. Lennie had convinced her art teacher to invite Kyra to Paris for a ten-day immersive arts course as someone had backed out. It was leaving next week.
Kyra had waffled from moving off the island to staying with her new best friend. Sammie in Phoenix had been her best bud, but they’d grown apart. She wiped her mouth with her forearm and rinsed the blender rather than comment. Her daughter had become evasive regarding a simple yes or no answer. And was it fair for Riley to expect one?
Susan squeezed Riley’s shoulder in silent commiseration and took the mug. Her mother would travel to the ends of the earth with them no matter where they ended up. Do you have time for an egg sandwich?
I could take one with me. Thanks, Mom.
Riley hurried up the stairs.
When they’d first arrived, Kyra was apprehensive about the three of them sharing the same roof, but her mother was a godsend, managing the house and keeping peace when tensions ran high.
Solving two murders in less than a year, plus dealing with blizzards and hurricanes could drive anyone batty, but all three women had held strong.
Bradley Barnes had made her life hell when she’d first arrived, but her skills at solving crimes with Matthew had gained the chief’s respect. He’d started having medical problems and his wife wanted him to retire. Though Matthew had grown up on the island and knew every nook and cranny, Riley had more experience in the police force, so he’d asked her to take over his position.
The decision was not easy for Riley to make. Kyra had been miserable for so long before befriending Lennie. As a mother, she understood that being a teenager on a remote island had disadvantages. Kyra rode the ferry to and from Bangor each day where she attended high school and connected with other teens in the arts. During the summer, she didn’t have that stimulation.
The tightknit community in Sandpiper Bay had welcomed her and her family with open arms but Riley feared they deserved better opportunities than what was offered. With that in mind, she’d put together her resume and sent out feelers for the job market.
Matt, her partner in crime, deserved an answer too. She enjoyed his company, his great sense of humor, and his logical sensibility when it came to law enforcement. Small island. Big hearts. Hard to give up.
Ugh! Riley pulled on her blue knee-length summer uniform, tucked in her short-sleeved shirt, and placed her revolver safely into her holster. She trotted down the steps, grabbed her to-go breakfast, and gave her mom and Kyra hugs. I’m off at three-thirty. I’ll call and see where you guys are so we can meet up.
She climbed into her SUV and started the engine, driving toward the station. The picturesque island surrounded by clear blue water was heavily wooded, with lots of one-way dirt roads. Two teenaged girls around Kyra’s age stepped from the bushes as Riley rounded a corner.
Riley’s wheels spun as she slammed on her brakes and lay on the horn. She was rewarded by the finger from both young ladies. Scantily dressed in bikini tops and short-shorts, with multi-colored hair, they wore smug smiles on their pretty faces.
By staying here another year could she delay the process of Kyra growing into a bad-ass know-it-all teenager? The change had already begun but Susan was a smart woman and ruled her grandchild with a firm but loving hand.
Riley parked the SUV in front of the Sandpiper Bay Police Station and hopped out. She mopped her brow and glanced up at the clear blue sky. Just a few minutes after eight and it was already in the low eighties; by mid-afternoon it would be hotter than Hades.
She had her keys out to unlock the door and was startled when it swung open. Matthew stood there grinning and waved a steaming cup of coffee under her nose. Deli Donuts at your service.
Riley laughed. Perfect. Mom made an egg sandwich which I will happily share.
Due to the holiday only Matt and herself were manning the station. Nancy worked at the front desk Monday through Friday and Rosita, a civilian officer, worked full-time, but her schedule varied depending on her community outreach commitments.
Light jazz played over the speakers as Riley followed the cheerful redhead to the staff’s kitchen at the rear of the building. What had put him in such a good mood? Why was he here when he wasn’t supposed to show up until two or three?
Though not yet thirty, Matthew had been born and raised in Sandpiper Bay and had earned his stripes. Was he hoping to make Chief and have the seat she might refuse?
Holding her bag and keys in one hand and the hot coffee in the other, Riley used her foot to kick out a chair. She fell into it and cradled the stainless-steel mug as Matt whistled to the sweet sound of the horns.
Nice music,
Riley said. Matt handed her two paper plates from the side counter and a knife, so she divided the sandwich in half then placed them on the plates with the six pack of donuts between them.
He was grinning ear to ear, like a kid on his birthday.
Come on, Matt, cough it up. You should still be in bed, or kayaking, or maybe fishing? Something. The weather’s perfect and not too hot yet.
He lowered his voice, as if anyone was there to listen. I met someone last week when I went to Bangor for a dental appointment.
Matt blushed so hard that she almost felt sorry for him. Was she the dentist or dental hygienist?
Not that it mattered.
Dentist intern. Dr. Collins hired Laura as an assistant for the summer. It’s her final year before she graduates and has her degree.
His ruddy cheeks bloomed in embarrassment. She’s so smart. I don’t know why she wanted to come here this weekend, but she asked if we could meet up.
Because she is smart and knows a good thing when she sees it.
Riley couldn’t be happier for Matt, who hadn’t really been involved since his fiancé had dumped him for the big city.
So now I’m a thing, am I?
Matthew brushed a lock of hair from his face, swallowing the half sandwich in two bites. I’m waiting for the ferry. Laura and her friend are going to be on the nine o’clock.
He passed Riley his phone, showing her a picture of a pretty brunette with a beautiful smile. She just turned thirty.
That’s great. Have a good time and remember that you’re pretty darn special yourself.
Riley would miss their easy banter if she left the island. Tell her about the murders you solved, that should impress her.
You think so?
His brows rose in alarm.
Not if you want to see her again.
Riley snickered.
Smart ass.
He stood and shook off crumbs from his lap then nudged the remaining donuts her way. I should be back around two-thirty or so. If I’m not here, you can probably figure out where I might be.
Again, his face flamed.
Matt—where would that be?
Riley teased and hoped that Laura was worth Matt’s shyness. He was a gentleman to the core.
Can’t say for sure.
Nerves made his voice shake. He must really like this woman. I’ll play it by ear and keep the ringer on.
You better! I don’t mind if you’re a little late, but I promised Kyra I’d meet them at the park around three-thirty.
Matthew pocketed his phone. No worries.
Have fun. You deserve it.
As he sauntered by, Riley grabbed his wrist. There was one sure thing that would be a buzzkill for a fledgling romance. Just don’t find any dead bodies today, please.
I’ll do my best, but no promises.
With a jaunty wave, Matthew left her alone with the donuts. Riley quickly hid them behind the cans of soda in the near-empty refrigerator. Out of sight, out of mind.
With Matt gone, Riley attacked the pile of paperwork on her desk. Though tedious, it needed attention. She’d pushed off an answer long enough.
In her heart she would love to stay another year. Her mom was on board having made friends at the library where she’d organized a book club. Kyra had wanted to move but only changed her mind after meeting Lennie and discovering a natural talent for art.
Riley had to be the adult here and make the hard decisions. The earth was large, and the island small. She didn’t want to limit Kyra’s view of the world or diminish her opportunity to become all that she could be.
Riley wanted the three of them to come to an informed, mutual decision that would benefit them all but admitted that it might not be possible.
Leafing through her personal drawer, Riley pulled out the resume she’d put together. It included a brief but accurate description of her life’s work and how she’d ended up on this remote island. Her pride and fifteen-year career demanded that much. Five places had openings that perked her interest.
One charming city tempted her with its population of less than 30,000—Portsmouth, New Hampshire. Boston, Massachusetts seemed nice. Lots of history there. Smaller than Phoenix but not too small. Chicago, Miami, and Washington D.C. were perfectly good runners-up. She dismissed the most appealing, which was Maui, as it was another island and weren’t they trying to avoid just that?
She glanced at the calendar and July 15 th circled in red. Nine days to let the chief know. Tick, tock.
Her inbox dinged an incoming message. It was from PHXPD, her old police department in Phoenix. Pulse thudding in her ears, she clicked the tab to open the message. What could they possibly want?
Riley didn’t recognize the name, Officer Marcy Kendricks. Apparently there had been a shift of power in the past year and this Marcy person wondered if she’d be willing to overlook the grievous wrongdoings she’d suffered in the department. Everyone involved had been dismissed and they would like Riley to set up a training department for new recruits. Her salary would be adjusted to as if she’d never left. Full benefits. It was a shame what had happened to her for telling the truth. Marcy, on behalf of Phoenix PD, was very sorry.
Her heart pounded in her chest and a wave of nausea rose in her stomach. She knew she wouldn’t go back. That episode was a shut case. Even the idea of being in Phoenix made her physically ill.
Bad memories surfaced like stab wounds to the gut. The unfairness of it all still held a bitter taste, but when it had filtered down as low as tormenting her daughter, there’d never be forgiveness.
She didn’t answer the email. No way in hell. It had taken this island and being with officers and people who had integrity to return her faith in law enforcement.
Her phone rang and she pushed back from her desk. Kyra’s face shone from the screen. Probably wanted to know if Riley could get off even earlier. What’s up, honey? Having fun?
Her daughter burst into sobs. Mom, you’ve got to get here fast. Dante is missing and it’s all my fault.
Dante was Maria Catalina’s six-year-old son. Kyra occasionally babysat him, and she adored the little boy. Maria owned Piazza Pizza and had become close friends with Riley and her family. Maria cherished her sweet son.
Riley remembered when Kyra had been around four and she’d slipped free of her hand in a department store. It had been the worst five minutes of Riley’s motherhood, not knowing where her daughter had gone. Kyra had been hiding under some clothes thinking she was playing a game, but she never forgot that helpless fear in the pit of her belly. Calm down, sweetheart. When was the last time that you saw him? He’s probably nearby.
I don’t know exactly! We were playing with the bubble machine.
Kyra sniffled. He loves bubbles.
Riley hated the distraught tone in her daughter’s voice. Let me talk to Nana, honey. It’s okay. He might be playing with some neighbor kids and just wandered off. We will find him.
Just come!
Kyra wailed, then she gave the phone to Susan.
Hello, Riley.
Her mother sounded concerned. This made Riley concerned, because her mother was the calmest woman she’d ever known.
Mom. When was the last time that you saw Dante, for sure?
We were eating hot dogs, so lunch time. Kyra had promised him an ice cream if he ate it all, but then he saw the bubble machine and thought that was more fun. He wanted to get ice cream later.
Riley read the time on her phone. One-fifteen. She swallowed hard. "When did you