Page 91 of Hidden Depths
"It rewards caution."
Her eyes met mine.
"Grandpa used to say that."
"I believe him."
For a second...
Neither of us looked away.
Ben cleared his throat.
"So..."
Storm blinked.
"What?"
"I hate interrupting..."
"But you two have been staring at each other for an uncomfortable amount of time."
Storm laughed.
"So have you."
"Professional observation."
"Uh-huh."
"I stand by it."
Later that evening...
Ivy spread another series of photographs across the chart table.
This time...
She'd enlarged them.
Hazel leaned closer.
"What's that?"
Ivy pointed near the stern of the trawler.
"I thought it was a shadow."
Storm bent lower.
"It isn't."
Ben studied the photograph.
"It's a rigid inflatable boat."
Ward looked again.
