Page 59 of Hidden Depths
Exactly the way I liked it.
Then...
There it was.
The fishing trawler.
Again.
"Huh."
I zoomed in.
Click.
Click.
Click.
It looked exactly like every other fishing boat I'd ever photographed.
Weathered paint.
Rust around the railings.
Nets stacked on deck.
Nothing unusual.
Until...
I zoomed a little farther.
A man stood near the wheelhouse.
Binoculars raised.
Pointed directly at Sea Whisper.
I frowned.
Click.
Click.
Click.
Maybe he was watching dolphins.
Or whales.
Or...
Us.
I lowered the camera.
Then raised it again.
