A Mum For Amy. Ann Evans

had taken him the better part of an hour to get a name and address. The flunky in Key West who had answered the phone knew almost nothing and provided even less—until Will had told him that Sapphire Seas stood to lose a huge contract if he didn’t get in touch with someone immediately.

      Relieved that he wouldn’t have to travel half the state to see Maggie’s team in action, Will parked on the street and headed toward Blue Reef’s front entrance. The place was closed, but he noted two large trucks parked near the wide double doors. He assumed they were rentals since neither of them carried the Sapphire Seas logo. The company bank account had probably never been flush enough to allow for that kind of heavy-duty equipment purchase. Understandable, but another clear sign that the infrastructure of Sapphire Seas didn’t go very deep.