Isabel woke the next morning and checked her clock, shooting upright in her bed. Eight-thirty. No. No. No. They were supposed to meet at seven and leave for the last day of excursions. Jumping out of bed, she put on her swimsuit, a cover, and her flip-flops. She hurriedly brushed her hair and grabbed her purse. Why hadn’t Cam woken her up?

She walked to his door and knocked. Maybe he had slept in? She knew he was always up late. Maybe he’d just let time get away from him?

No one answered.

She banged again, harder and more persistent this time.

Nothing.

Confused, she moved down the hall toward Alicia’s room. She didn’t think he would leave her. It was their last day, which made her sad. She would miss hanging out with him. Loneliness filled her. She didn’t like thinking of not being with Cam every day.

She had stayed up thinking about how she would accomplish her dream of becoming a doctor. She had some possibilities for med school, and she could get the money if she sold her home. So yes, she was ready to move on, and there was huge peace in that.

She banged on Alicia’s door. Her son Jon answered, only halfway paying attention to her as he checked his phone. “Hey, Isabel.”

“Hey,” she said, even more confused. “Weren’t we all going together?”

Jon focused on her for a second then got a ding on his phone. “Oh, sorry, my uncle had to leave.”

Her heart raced. “What? Leave? You mean he went on the excursions?”

He looked up at her. “No, like crazy stuff. They found that guy who …” He paused. “The one who hit his wife. He left to fly to Denver to check out the body.”

She was totally confused. “They found the guy who hit Kat?”

He nodded. “Totally freaked him out. He came and demanded his phone last night, and then he was off like a shot in the middle of the night.”

Feeling instantly hyped up and out of sorts, she asked. “Where are your mom and dad?”

He shrugged. “She and dad are at the pool with Paul. I’m working on some other plans.”

“Thanks.” She was off, surprised that she could jog a little bit on her ankle.

When she found Alicia, she was lounging in a chair, sun hat and sunglasses on with a book propped in her hands.

“Alicia?” she called out before reaching her.

Sitting up, Alicia pulled off her sunglasses, frowning.

She sat right next to her. “I just spoke with Jon. He said Cam left and that they found the guy? He’s dead?”

Alicia nodded, and Isabel could tell she’d been crying. Her eyes were red. “Cam got an email from his P.I. that said they found the body yesterday, the body had that star tattoo on the wrist. I’m sure he’s …”

Isabel nodded and motioned for her to continue. “Yes.”

“Cam banged on my door at two in the morning wanting his phone and insisting that he go back to Denver. He arranged for his private jet early this morning out of Costa Maya to take him back.” She shook her head. “I wish … I don’t understand how seeing the body will give him a sense of justice. I just worry this will make him worse off than he was because now there’s no one to punish.”

Mystified that she was actually talking about someone just “sending for his jet” she thought of Cameron Cruz, owner of the Storm, the man who’d lost so much. The man she liked as more than a friend. “Okay,” she said quietly.

Alicia sighed and leaned back onto her chair, putting her feet back up. “I just don’t know what to do with him. I mean, I felt like he was actually making progress on this cruise and most of that was because of you.”

It meant a lot to Isabel to hear Alicia say those words.

Alicia turned to her. “What are you going to do?”

Shocked, she held Alicia’s gaze. “I’m going to … finish the cruise.”

“Go after him, Izz.”

Her heart raced. “Like get off the ship and fly to Denver?”

She nodded. “Yes.” She threw up a hand. “You’re good in a crisis. I saw you deliver that baby last night. Go help him.”

Nervous butterflies assaulted her. “Delivering a baby is different than helping your brother sort through grief.”

Alicia shrugged. “Not really. He needs help. Direction. I admit I didn’t know if you’d be the right kind of woman to even be friends with my brother, but helping you helped him. He needs you more than ever now.”

She thought about the crazy past couple of days. “Your brother kinda saved me.” It was true. Chills washed over her.

“Okay. I’m going.” She didn’t know how, but …

Alicia grinned. “I thought you might. Actually, I was about to come and wake you up because I booked you a flight already. Better get your stuff, and I’ll book you an Uber to the airport.”

Unable to believe this was happening, she laughed.

Alicia grinned. “I’m not called a busybody for nothing.”