11.3

“I can’t rule it out, but it doesn’t seem likely. Not based on what I know at the moment, anyway.”

“Except you don’t know anything.”

They both fell silent for a moment and she ran through the previous night again in her mind, then started to list everyone connected with the docks, with Jonah, with the proposed club . . . but nothing stood out, nothing niggled, nothing seemed off. Except Winstock. Who had a lock-tight alibi.

Then Logan suddenly swore under his breath.

“What?” Hannah demanded. “What just occurred to you?”

“There is one other thing after all,” Logan said quietly.

Something in his tone made her feel a thread of alarm. “Just tell me already.”

“A possible motive for Calder Blue.”

“What reason could he possibly have—”

“You know the family feud story, that the children Jed took might have been his, or might have been Jeremiah’s.”

“That was over a century ago. What on earth could tie that to—”

“If they were Jeremiah’s kids, or even one of them was . . . it’s possible then that