CHAPTER 83

CAUGHT THE SUSPECT

Flora did not blink. She put her pen down on top of the folder and tilted her head, and the look on her face changed slowly from calm to confused, and from confused to hurt.

"Me?" she said. "Richard, are you really sitting in front of me and asking if I sank your ships?"

"I am just asking."

"Do I look like a woman who can sink a ship?" She let out a short laugh, but there was no joy in it. "I sell luxury goods and decorations. Some days I cannot even get my own boxes out of the port on time, and you...