Page 102 of Hidden Depths
"No."
"Why not?"
She reached over and squeezed his hand.
"Have you looked around?"
He did.
Scott was laughing with Willow.
Hazel carried towels toward the guest cabins.
Calle disappeared into the engine room.
Storm walked calmly through the salon, checking on everyone.
Not one hurried.
Not one raised their voice.
Rose smiled.
"People don't stay that calm unless they know exactly what they're doing."
Frank looked toward Ward.
Then Ben.
Then Scott.
"I think you're right."
A few minutes later...
Storm approached them.
"Everything all right?"
Frank smiled.
"Perfect."
Rose tilted her head.
"You've moved us closer to the center of the yacht."
Storm hesitated.
Rose's eyes twinkled.
"I taught elementary school for forty years."
"I notice when people quietly rearrange things."
Storm smiled.
"I should've known."
