Page 85 of Hidden Depths

Not perfectly.

Professionally.

Always remaining just outside what most people would consider suspicious.

Close enough to watch.

Far enough to deny.

She hurried to the bridge.

Storm, Ben, and Ward were already studying the chart.

Without saying a word...

Ivy laid the printed photographs across the table.

One after another.

Ben's eyes narrowed.

Ward leaned closer.

Storm quietly whispered,

"They're shadowing us."

No one argued.

No one tried to explain it away.

The evidence lay across Grandpa's chart table.

Photograph after photograph.

Ben finally looked at Ivy.

"Outstanding work."

She smiled nervously.

"I just kept taking pictures."

Ben shook his head.

"No."

"You kept paying attention."

Storm looked proudly at her youngest sister.

"Grandpa always said..."

She smiled.

'The ocean rewards the people who notice the little things.'

That evening...