Page 21 of Fierce Seas


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He had important calls to make.

A minute after the cabin door closed, Elizabeth bolted from the bed, crept into her cabin, retrieved her phone from her bag, and hastily sent a text.

Hey, Jim. I’m okay. Scott’s taking me to a house on another island. I’m not sure about the cell service there, but I’ll send more info ASAP.

Turning it off, she snuck back to his cabin, slipped under the covers, and gratefully closed her eyes. Exhaustion swallowing her up, she sank into a deep sleep, but what felt like only a short time later, Scott shook her awake.

“Are we there already?” she mumbled groggily. “How long have I been asleep?”

“We’re almost at my base at Red Hook.”

“Your base? I thought we were going to another island.”

“We are.”

“I’m confused.”

“We’re switching yachts. You need to pack up your stuff.”

“Why?”

“Remember when we were on deck and I asked you to look around and tell me what you saw?”

“How could I forget?” she retorted, rolling her eyes.

“We never finished the conversation. I was noticing the other boats. If you were Dan, and discovered my yacht had sailed off, what would you do?”

“Uh, I suppose I’d look for it.”

“Exactly, and with the large Victoria School signage on the side of this catamaran, it’s way too easy to spot. I bought a mono-hull about a month ago. It’s nondescript.”

“But won’t it take time to get another boat prepared to leave?”

“I called ahead,” he replied hastily. “One of my guys has it ready to go. I let you sleep as long as I could.”

“Wow. Okay, I guess I’ll start packing.”

“Make it quick,” he ordered, heading out the door. “We’re almost there.”

“Uh, it might take me a little while.”

“All you have is a bag.”

She paused, searching for an answer.

“Yeah, you’re right, I’ll only be a few minutes.”

“See you on deck.”

Her heart racing as he left, she darted into her cabin, opened her bag, gathered up the stuffing, then frantically unzipped the cushions. Trying to control her panic, she transferred the wads of cash into the bottom of her bag, and shoved the stuffing back into place, but as she attempted to close the zippers they kept getting caught.

She sensed the boat slowing down.

Glancing out the window, she discovered they were at the dock.

She’d only managed to close one of the four cushions.

As she anxiously returned to her fight with the second, Scott knocked on her door.

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