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“Holy crap, this is terrible!” she exclaimed, her voice rising in panic. “He’ll come back, I know he will. He’ll search every boat and hotel on this island a thousand times until he finds me.”

“Take a breath. He can’t do that even if he wanted to, he doesn’t have the authority, but regardless, we can’t stay here.”

“We’re leaving?”

“As soon as my friend gets here to help me throw off the lines, which should be any minute.”

“But I thought you wanted to know—”

“I do, and you will tell me everything,” he said steadily, fixing her with a determined gaze.

“I don’t know what to say,” she murmured gratefully, scooting to the end of the bed. “You have no idea what you’re doing for me.”

“Let’s get one thing straight. I’m not putting up with any of the crap you pulled the last time you were on this boat.”

“Yeah, sure, of course.”

“As soon as we’re underway we’ll sit down and eat, and you’ll tell me the story, all of it.”

CHAPTER FOUR

Watching through his binoculars from a secluded vantage point, Dan Miller scanned the area where Elizabeth was last seen. It had been early morning, and the storekeeper was sure the young woman he’d met was the girl in the photograph, but she’d been blonde.

Dan had silently cursed.

Elizabeth had tousled auburn hair.

He hadn’t given blonde girls a second look.

Though he had nothing concrete to suspect Scott Specter of hiding her, Victoria Sailing School was the company she’d hired six months before to scout out isolated islands. She was hot, and Scott was good looking, muscled, and self-assured. Dan could easily imagine the two of them hooking up, and it would be just like her to find him and ask for help. It was a vague lead, but it was the only one he had.

Moving his binoculars from the shopping area back to the catamaran, he caught his breath. The owner of the Shady Shack was on the wharf untying the boat’s lines. Scott was getting ready to leave.

He was the only person on deck, but the sunshades made it impossible to see inside, something Dan still found highly suspect, but as the yacht began to glide through the water, he broke into a smirk. Victoria Sailing School was written across the hull in big, bold blue letters.

Hurrying back to his car, he jumped in and raced back to the marina to rent a speed boat.

With the catamaran’s distinctive signage, it would be easy to spot, and if Elizabeth was on board she’d surface when she thought the coast was clear. He just needed to be in the vicinity. It was a long shot, but like the vague lead, it was the only shot he had.

Sailing out of the bay, Scott set the auto pilot and left the helm to join Elizabeth in the salon. She’d been waiting for him at the dining table, snacking on the chips and salsa Mandy had delivered. As she smiled up at him, her eyes carried a unique sparkle.

“These shades can come up now,” he declared, moving around the room and raising the window coverings.

“Where are we headed?”

“There’s a small island about an hour away with only a handful of residents. I have a house there, but first things first,” he said firmly, sitting down and opening up a container of pasta salad. “Why did you take off without a word? No note, no text, nothing.”

“Um, I’m sorry, Scott, but I can’t talk about it yet.”

Though bristling, he remained calm and dished out the pasta.

“We had a deal,” he reminded her, handing her a plate.

“I know, but I’m just too tired, and I had this weird dream. It’s left me feeling…” With a faraway look, she stopped speaking and picked up her fork.

“It left you feeling what?”

“The only word I can think of is unnerved,” she finally replied, after chewing the pasta with a thoughtful frown. “I felt I was actually living it.”

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