Come Back, My Love — Edward S. Aarons

The message was terse and to the point: Fleming -- stop this frantic search for your wife. It is idiotic. It is dangerous. Sail away from Puerto Caballo now -- tonight -- and forget this madness. Your bride of two nights is sick, sick enough to be easily driven to murder. And she would hate to have to kill you. But Fleming would rather stay and take his chances…