Page 120 of Hidden Depths

Killed.

"No..."

It came out as barely a whisper.

"My father's boat..."

Nathan slowly shook his head.

"Was sabotaged."

The bridge seemed to tilt beneath my feet.

Ward's hand settled lightly against my elbow.

Not holding me.

Steadying me.

Just enough.

Nathan continued quietly.

"James knew."

Storm stared at him.

"My grandfather knew?"

"He figured it out."

"But by then..."

Nathan's voice broke for the first time.

"...it was already too late."

No one spoke.

Not Ben.

Not Ward.

Not even the wind.

Far below...

A bell rang softly as Sea Whisper rolled over a gentle swell.

One clear note.

Storm closed her eyes.

Grandpa's bell.

It sounded almost...

Like a warning.