Page 159 of Hidden Depths

"What is it?"

She looked from Storm to Nathan.

Then toward the horizon.

"I've been watching Mariner's Crown."

Storm's stomach tightened.

"What about her?"

Calle hesitated.

"She's changing course."

Ward was already at the binoculars.

Ben moved beside the radar.

Scott stepped instinctively closer to Storm.

The distance between the two vessels hadn't closed.

Not yet.

But there was no mistaking the new heading.

Mariner's Crown was no longer crossing their course.

She was falling in behind them.

Following.

Far aboard Mariner's Crown...

The silver-haired man stood alone on the bridge wing.

A crewman approached quietly.

"Sir..."

"They've altered nothing."

The older man smiled.

"They don't need to."

He watched the graceful white yacht through his binoculars.

"They're going exactly where James intended."

The crewman looked puzzled.

"But they don't know where they're going."

The older man's smile widened.

"No."