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"But someone else..."

He looked toward the disappearing RHIB.

"...doesn't."

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Storm

Grandpa never believed in coincidence.

"The sea has currents you can see...

...and currents you can't."

He used to smile when he said it.

"Learn the hidden ones."

"They're the ones that decide where you end up."

I never understood what he meant.

Now...

I was beginning to wonder if he had been talking about more than the ocean.

The morning passed quietly.

Almost too quietly.

Sea Whisper continued west beneath another brilliant blue sky.

Frank and Rose were relaxed.

The bachelor party looked relaxed, laughing about something Scott said.

My sisters all smiled.

Anyone watching from a distance would think we were enjoying another perfect day at sea.

Only a handful of us knew better.

I stood on the bridge studying the radar.

Nothing.

No fast contact.

The trawler remained several miles astern.

Steady.

Patient.

Watching.

Ward stepped beside me.