Dancing in the dark

Graham’s eyes twinkled, “If he got murdered, you mean?” He shook his head, “No, no one knows that. Personally, I think he escaped to mainland-Europe with his lover. Started a new life there.” I frowned, “But why leave from Inishbofin? He could have just vanished from the castle estates? Why did he spend so much time on the island, do you think? Maybe his lover lived there?” Graham gave a short laugh, “No, if he did have a lover stashed away, he would have plenty of room in the castle, right?” I hadn’t thought about that, but then there was even more chance Kingsley Porter spent time on the island to search for the treasure. “How do you get on the island, is there a ferry?

Was I too suspicious? Right now, I didn’t care.

“You can take the ferry from Machaire Rabhartaigh. Why? Only thing to see there are birds. And the White Stone.”