Gasparilla King Blog
On the corner of Seminole and Powhatan just north of downtown in the Heights, Emmeline and her granddaughter sat on the front porch waiting for the sun to set.
After Adam backed out of the driveway and left Becca sitting beneath the live oak, she glanced down at the diary in her hands.
Before Adam arrived at the Westcott Mansion to pick up Becca, she was in her bedroom packing her suitcase. At the last minute she threw in the diaries she'd found on the front porch days ago.
Victor leaned over the map that was spread out across the bait wells. A fishy odor, mixed with the scent of gasoline and strong coffee, rose up near the three men. Victor accepted a Styrofoam cup filled with the black brew.
As Victor swirled Becca around the ballroom at the Old Tampa Bay Hotel in Chapter 8, it started to rain.
On the night of the Chisler's fundraiser, Adam Dicker, waited on the veranda of the old Tampa Bay Hotel for Becca to show up. He was sitting in a rocking chair that was partially hidden by an enormous planter.
A Package for Becca later that morning, after the papers hit town with the news of Daniel Westcott's disappearance, Victor showed up at the Westcott Mansion to tell Becca and her grandmother that his uncle had convinced Chief Salazar to launch a search to find her grandfather, the missing king.
After the Tampa Tribune hit town, spreading the news about Daniel's disappearance, Becca hurried downstairs and found her grandmother in the kitchen. Becca wanted to know what she thought about the article.
The first morning Becca was back from New York City, she slept upstairs in her childhood bedroom in the Westcott Mansion. She was oblivious to the newspapers as they hit the porches of Ybor City.
As the chief drove over the Howard Frankland Bridge in his wife's Pinto wagon, Victor gazed out the window at the sun sizzling over Tampa Bay. Sailboats, trawlers, and cruisers darted across the basin, while a couple of skiffs trolled the shadow lines beneath the Gandy Bridge, tarpon hunting...
