At the front desk of the hotel, they found a message from their fathers.
“We’re checking out the boat,” Biff’s father had written, “and getting supplies. Wait for us.”
Biff and Li had a late lunch, took a small siesta, then had a refreshing swim in the hotel’s pool. It was growing dark when Mr. Brewster and Hank Mahenili came back.
“We’ve got the boat, Biff. And it’s a real honey. As trim a craft as you’d ever want to see.”
“Where is it, Dad?” Biff wanted to see the boat.
“Tied up at the municipal wharf. Know where that is?”
“We sure do. We were down there this afternoon. I wonder how we missed you.”
Biff then told his father and Mr. Mahenili what he and Li had learned.
“I felt sure it would be Perez Soto. And he rented a powerful cabin cruiser?” Mr. Brewster asked.
“That’s right, Dad. Li’s kamaaina friend thinks it was the Monday Dr. Weber disappeared.”