Page 141 of Hidden Depths
Nathan looked at her.
"He always will."
He carefully opened the cover.
His fingers paused over the familiar handwriting.
Then...
Without warning...
A folded piece of paper slipped free.
Storm frowned.
"I've never seen that."
Neither had Nathan.
He slowly unfolded it.
Inside...
James Sinclair's handwriting filled the page.
Only six words.
No date.
No explanation.
Just one instruction.
Trust the tides...not the maps.
Nathan stared at the note.
His smile slowly disappeared.
Storm noticed immediately.
"What is it?"
Nathan looked out through the bridge windows toward the endless Pacific.
His voice became almost inaudible.
"He left another clue."
Before Storm could ask another question...
The bridge radio crackled.
"Calle to Captain."
Storm answered instantly.
"Go ahead."
