Page 22 of Fierce Seas


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“Elizabeth? It’s time to go.”

“I’ll be right there.”

With no time to continue the battle, she positioned the decorative pillows upside down to hide the gaping opening, threw her clothes into her bag and hurriedly dressed. She was about to dash into the bathroom to retrieve the rolls of bills from the toilet tissue when he knocked again.

“Elizabeth, are you okay? What’s taking so long?”

“I want to make sure I don’t forget anything.”

“You don’t have much to forget,” he remarked, opening the door and poking his head in. “What’s going on?”

“Sorry, I’m seriously sleep deprived.”

“Ah, right, of course.”

“I’m all set. I just need to use the bathroom.”

“Use the one on the mono-hull.”

“But—”

“It will only take a minute to get off this boat and on to the other one,” he declared, taking her bag and turning to leave.

Frozen to the spot, she was feverishly trying to figure out a way to grab the rolls of cash and take them with her, when he suddenly stopped and looked back at her.

“What’s wrong with you?” he asked testily.

“You said it’s a mono-hull. They make me nervous,” she replied, hoping she sounded believable.

“Do you trust me?”

“Of course I do.”

“Then believe me when I say you’ll love this yacht. Or would you rather stick around and wait for Dan to show up?”

“We don’t even know if he’s chasing us.”

“We do know he’s chasing you, and he’s got it in his head you’re with me. Once he realizes I’ve left you can bet he’ll be paying this base a visit,” Scott exclaimed, then pausing, he narrowed his eyes. “Is there something else going on here?”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know, you tell me.”

“Sorry,” she said softly, her heart sinking. “I’m just so tired I can’t think straight.”

His expression abruptly changed. “I know you are,” he said, his voice softening. “I didn’t mean to yell at you, but we really do need to leave. You’ll love the yacht. It’s great, and if you don’t, you can jump off and swim back,” he finished with a grin.

“Thanks, Scott,” she murmured, managing a smile.

“Are you ready to go now?”

“Yes, Captain.”

But as she followed him, she glanced over her shoulder and stared at the bathroom, praying no one would find the rolls of cash. It would be impossible to explain.

By the time Dan Miller had gone through the rigmarole of hiring a boat, the sun had set and the light was fading fast.

But that wasn’t his only problem.

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