Meryl Sawyer - Play Dead

“They’re like … oh, I don’t know. Cousins, I guess. They spent most vacations and every other weekend with us, when I was growing up.”

The width of the table hardly seemed sufficient to buffer Ryan’s penetrating gaze. “How did you three get along?”

Hayley considered this for a moment. “Trent and I were buddies. My father loved it. I was a good surfer and Trent surfed, too, but he became a junior skateboard champ.”

“What about Farah?”

Hayley shrugged. “Farah had no interest in sports. She never even tried. She got good grades and concentrated on getting a scholarship to college, which she did. She went to SC and became a CPA. She never looked to my father for anything.”

“Commendable, but how did you two get along?”

“Fine. There weren’t any problems,” she replied, but this man was far too perceptive. She added, “I guess I was a little envious because good grades never came easily to me. I was always more interested in art and sports.”

He tapped the pen against the pad. “No arguments with either of them?”

“Not really. I knew they resented me living in a big house when they lived in a small place in Costa Mesa. I went to a private school because it offered art classes while they went to public schools. I don’t think that mattered to them. Trent was a skateboard king no matter where he was. Farah qualified for a college scholarship because she was at a public school. But I think they envied the house, the cars.”

“What about your aunt? If you died, who would get her money?”

Hayley drew in a deep, shuddering sigh. After the death of her parents and now Lindsey, her throat tightened at the thought of losing Aunt Meg. “I don’t know. She told me that she’d split her money between my mother and me, but then Mom died. Aunt Meg reworked her trust. I honestly don’t know what she would do if I died.”

“But you don’t think Farah or Trent—”

“I can’t imagine it. They see each other only at Christmas and Easter when the family gets together.”

“What would Laird McMasters stand to gain if he bought Surf’s Up?”

Hayley remembered Ryan saying Laird had tried to buy their company but she had held up the sale, which wasn’t true. “Laird’s a rich kid who’s never acted like one. Believe me, I’ve known him all my life. He’s always been an overachiever. He was good at everything and excelled whenever he wanted. He went to Yale, became a successful businessman.”

“With a surf shop.”

“Right. He didn’t make boards, though. He imports them from China.”

“Why does he want to buy Surf’s Up?”

Hayley shrugged; she didn’t see what this had to do with Lindsey’s death. “Hurley, Quicksilver, Billabong—all the big-name surf companies have gone public. That’s meant huge money for the owners. Smaller operations like ours and Laird’s can’t really compete unless they grow larger.”

“Then one of the giants might buy them, right?”

“Exactly. They often do that to shut down competition. I guess Laird would like to cash in on the trend, but with the economy so slow …”

“At some point, it’ll pick up again and with your MMA line, Surf’s Up will have something no one else has.”

“We beat them to the punch on that one.”

“I understand you did it. Trent didn’t want anything to do with The Wrath.”

“True,” she conceded, not wanting to brag, but Trent had been short-sighted. It had taken a lot of convincing to get him to go along. “It paid off big-time. As long as The Wrath is champ, we have a corner on the market. Others can sell their designs but The Wrath is what draws the big bucks.”

“I think your Grim Reaper design has a lot to do with it.”

Hayley banked a smile. She wouldn’t have thought Ryan Hollister would have known what her signature design looked like.

“Tell me what you know about The Wrath.” There was an ominous edge to his voice. “Does he have drug or criminal connections?”

Hayley instantly shook her head.

“Really think about it. I know it can be painful to answer these questions, but just remember, your life is at stake here. The more I know about the people close to you, the better.”

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