Page 209 of Hidden Depths

She was steady and reliable.

Exactly like Grandpa.

I swallowed the lump in my throat.

We were sailing the legacy he'd left behind.

And I wasn't about to let anyone take it from us.

Below deck, Ivy's fingers flew across her laptop.

"I'm transmitting everything."

Ben leaned over her shoulder.

"To who?"

"Everyone."

She didn't even glance up.

"The Coast Guard."

"The FBI."

"The Texas Rangers."

"The sheriff."

"My cloud backup."

"And..."

She smiled.

"My social media emergency account."

Ben blinked.

"You have an emergency social media account?"

She shrugged.

"I've always believed bad people hate cameras."

Calle laughed despite everything.

"I love the way your mind works."

Nathan's voice crackled over the radio again.

"Ward."

"Go."

"I've got visual."

There was a pause.