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Trouble is brewing on an island paradise. Not only is there a stranger sitting out on the boat of that nice French couple looking all suspicious, but Martha's skillet has gone missing. She's starting the morning fixing up and it ain't in its place. It gotta have been thieved! Johnny gotta find out who doing them things. ~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~ On that fine sunny morning Caleb drove his old Toyota van carefully down toward the beach, trying to avoid the broken glass left from a beach party. Tires were expensive and running a taxi not an easy business in the first place. Running back and forth on bad roads all day was hard enough on tires with cutting them on glass foolish people left on the beach. He looked out to sea wistfully. The gentle breeze of the trade winds was making it into a fine day for fishing. He'd made the wrong choice. Of course, all a man could do was look out in the morning and pick one thing or another and today he'd picked driving. But it was a slow day for the taxi business and the sea looked wonderful. Even now he had time; if he got moving, he could maybe get out before they was gone, maybe catch himself some Bonita. His mouth watered thinking about the way Bonita schooled around toward windward before they came around the point. They'd be looking for little fish. But when they was feeding, they went a little crazy and would go for his lures, thinking they were good eating. But he'd promised to pick up Vincent today. For now, the fish would have to go on without him. Tomorrow maybe, but you never knew how the fish would be on a next day. The thought made him hungry? hungry for a sweet Bonita cooked just right in a skillet, and served with coleslaw and a little rice. Down as close to the water as he dared take the van, he rolled to a stop under some trees and looked for Vincent. He didn't know exactly when to expect him. He didn?t have a regular schedule and it depended on how good busines