Page 180 of Hidden Tide

Marquez swears beneath her breath.

The fishing boat isn’t escaping in panic.

It is another decoy.

“We need agents at Arthur’s marina,” I say.

“There isn’t enough time to move a tactical team without Simon seeing them,” Marquez replies.

Ben looks directly into his body camera.

“We’re closer.”

“You are not entering that building without federal agents.”

“Then send them behind us.”

“Ben—”

The camera moves as he runs toward the warehouse exit.

Scott, Mark, John and Piers move with him.

Marquez presses the radio closer to her mouth.

“Your responsibility was to help recover Elliot and Peter.”

“We recovered them.”

“And now your responsibility is to remain on that dock.”

“If Arthur Bell is being held inside Blue Lantern, he won’t be alive by the time your team arrives.”

“Ben, stop.”

He doesn’t.

The five SEALs disappear into the warehouse.

Marquez turns to Keating.

“Get me a vehicle and the fastest team you have.”

Keating begins issuing orders.

I look toward the map.

Blue Lantern Marina Supply sits less than two miles from the ferry warehouse.

“We’re closer too,” Storm says.

“No,” Marquez answers immediately.

“We’re on a Coast Guard base,” Storm argues. “You have boats.”

“You are not going anywhere near Blue Lantern.”

“Arthur may know what happened to our father.”