“Perhaps Sir Winston has a more active imagination than you.”
Stone laughed. “I’ll grant you that. I suppose that could apply to why he might want to listen in on our conversations. Let me ask your advice: should we leave the bugs in place or remove them?”
“If you are guarded in your conversations, perhaps it might be better to leave them in place. If you remove them, it might excite his further curiosity into why you are here-and that would go for both Sir Winston and Teddy Fay.”
“That’s good advice,” Stone said. “By the way, last night the conversation at Irene Foster’s house was mostly of Sir Winston’s rapidly growing wealth. Anything to that?”
“Ah, there are many rumors, but if they are true, Sir Winston is being careful not to display too much wealth.”
“What about his new house on Black Mountain?”
“That’s his most visible purchase in the past couple of years, but it’s not an ostentatious place. He has always lived well, but he sold his old house for more than he paid for the place on Black Mountain. Of course, the government might have invested in certain improvements to the house, mostly in the line of security.”
“Then what’s he doing with all his money?”
“You know about his new bank?”
“That came up in the conversation.”
“The bank, I’m sure, required considerable capital, and people in Sir Winston’s position have always found it useful to own real estate and to warehouse funds in other climes-South America or Switzerland, for instance-in case of the necessity of a quick change of residence. Sir Winston has also been known to visit Miami from time to time, in his newly acquired government airplane.”
“He got himself a jet?”
“A more modest King Air turboprop, but I’m told it’s very nice and has a lot of range.”
“So he has an escape plan?”
“In his position, wouldn’t you?”
Stone took in a sharp breath. “Yes, I would, and so would Teddy Fay. Tell me, Thomas, if you had to escape St. Marks in a hurry, how would you do it?”
“Well, there are boats, of course, but if I were being pursued, air travel would be vastly preferable; perhaps a light airplane that could reach Antigua or Guadeloupe or St. Martins. St. Marks has no direct international flights, except to other islands, but international airline connections are available from those places.”
“There’s only the one airport here?”
“Yes, and a friend of mine now operates the local fixed-base operation and charter service. You’ll remember that Chester, who used to own it, died in a plane crash.”
“I remember. What’s your friend’s name?”
“Don Wells, and he would know who on the island owns small airplanes; there wouldn’t be many. Please tell him I sent you.”
Stone put down his coffee cup. “Thank you, Thomas, for the coffee, the advice and the information.”
“Stone, it might be nice if you stopped in to see Sir Leslie Hewitt.”
“How is Leslie? H
e must be very old now.”
“My guess would be about eighty-five, but I swear, he hasn’t changed a bit in all the years I’ve known him.”
“Is he still pretending to be half gaga half the time?”
“Only when it suits his purposes. And you may find that Leslie has a lot of inside knowledge about what goes on in St. Marks.”
“Thanks, Thomas, I will go and see him.” They shook hands, and Stone headed for his car.
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