Free Murdered in Argentina: A Jack Trout Cozy Mystery by Dianne Harman

find out everything you can about each person in the group Ray brought on the fishing trip. I don’t know how you can do that, but I’m sure you’ll think of a way. You can start with an Internet search like we did in Cuba when we wanted to get some background information about the possible suspects when that English fishing guide was murdered. Maybe Ray had some kind of a competitor in his business. It might be a good idea to see if you could find out something from that angle.”
    “I remember Ray saying something on the drive here about a competitor who had taken away some of his company’s business. When I get off the phone I’ll try and remember the conversation. I might even wake Jack up, although that probably won’t make him very happy,” Carola said.
    “You speak the language of Argentina. I’d talk to some of the people at the lodge. They might know something. Since Ray’s prized fishing gear is missing, maybe one of the maids or fishing guides knows where it is. I’d spend some time with his wife. You said they argued a lot. I’d also see if Ray has any relatives or if his wife does. Maye one of them wanted something bad to happen to him for whatever reason. Who gets the company when he dies? Did he and Lisa have a prenuptial agreement? Who was in line to take over the company if something happened to him? Those are a few things that immediately come to mind. I’ll think about it some more, and then let’s talk tomorrow. Good luck.”
    “Thank you so much, Kelly. I do have something to tell you that I was going to surprise you with. Actually, I was going to send you some pictures when we got back to Chile. Remember that cat, Cayo, that fell in love with you when we were in Cuba?”
    “Of course. I’ve thought about him often. I really wished I could have brought him home with me, but between Mike’s resistance to the idea and getting a cat into the United States, to say nothing of introducing him to my dogs, it wasn’t meant to be. I named him for the island we were on. Why?”
    “Well, I think I previously mentioned we were going back to Cuba for another fishing trip, which we did. Cayo was there and seemed to recognize me. A client of Jack’s had brought several friends of his from Chile in his private plane, as well as Jack and me. I asked him if I could take the cat back with us to our home in Chile. He agreed, and Cayo is here with me now.”
    “I’m so glad to hear that, Carola. If I couldn’t have him, you’re the person I would have liked for him to be with. If it hadn’t been for him, I’m not so sure you wouldn’t be a widow about now.”
    “Yes. I think of that almost daily. He is very sweet, and I’m so glad I could bring him with me. Anyway, thanks for your help, and I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
    Carola walked out of the bathroom and was surprised to see Jack sitting up in bed with the light on. “I thought you’d be sound asleep by now,” she said.
    “I’ve been thinking, Carola. This could be a disaster for my business. I mean, what if the word gets out, and it will, that one of my clients was murdered in a fishing lodge on a trip where I was the one who arranged the trip and planned everything. It would be a public relations nightmare for me.” He looked steadily at her. “You have to find out who murdered Ray. It won’t be easy, but I’m depending on you. This could affect us in a big way, and not in a good way, I’m afraid to say.”
    Carola took a deep breath. “Jack, I’ll do everything I can to find the murderer, and I have several reasons for wanting to do so. Of course for you, but I am a South American, and I cannot have Americans thinking that our police are totally corrupt. I don’t care for Lisa, but she deserves better than this.”
    “You’re going to have to do it pretty much on your own, because I need to be fishing with the guests. Since Ray’s dead, I’m going to have to take over the leadership role for the balance of the trip as