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"My sisters know."

He nodded.

"I figured."

"They weren't surprised."

He smiled.

"Families rarely are."

Storm looked toward the dark Pacific.

"I've spent years trying to protect them."

Ben rested his forearms on the rail beside her.

"And they've spent years protecting you."

Storm looked at him.

For the first time...

She realized he was right.

Far across the water...

The older man lowered his binoculars.

"They've figured it out."

The younger man frowned.

"Does that change anything?"

The older man smiled.

"No."

He looked toward the elegant white yacht.

"It just means the game has begun."

16

Ward

I'd learned a long time ago...

The most dangerous people were usually the quiet ones.

The loud ones wanted you frightened.

The quiet ones wanted you comfortable.

The trawler behind us wasn't trying to scare anyone.

It was trying not to be noticed.