Page 179 of Hidden Depths

"How can a dock disappear?"

Nathan looked back at her.

"It didn't disappear."

"It was erased."

Miles away...

Aboard Mariner's Crown...

The silver-haired man stood over an antique nautical chart spread across his desk.

A crewman hurried into the room.

"Sir."

"They've started reading Sinclair's journal."

The older man smiled.

"I expected they would."

"They're asking about Sea Maiden."

For the first time...

A flicker of concern crossed the older man's face.

He slowly rolled up the chart.

"Then we're running out of time."

The crewman waited.

"What are your orders?"

The older man looked toward the dark Pacific.

His voice became cold.

"If they find the dock..."

"...they'll find what James hid."

He buttoned his coat and headed for the bridge.

"We cannot let Captain Storm Sinclair reach it first."

As Mariner's Crown quietly followed in the darkness...

The hunt entered a new phase.

For twenty years...

The enemy had searched for James Sinclair's secret.

Now...