“Blood?” Chief Dalton offered.
Scooter nodded.
“And you, Mrs. McGhie. Had you ever seen this winch handle before last night?”
I snorted. “Are you kidding me? I hadn’t even seen Marjorie Jane before yesterday, when Scooter signed the papers to buy her, let alone any of her winch handles.”
Chief Dalton raised his other eyebrow. “You mean to say you bought a boat without seeing it first?”
Scooter smiled. “It was a surprise. I bought Marjorie Jane as an anniversary present for Mollie. I took her over to see her for the first time yesterday afternoon, then signed the papers to buy her.”
“Wow, that’s some anniversary present. You must really like sailing, Mrs. McGhie.”
I snorted again. “I’ve never been sailing before in my life.”
The burly man looked at me in surprise, then at Scooter in
