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“There certainly is,” she said earnestly. “They didn’t stay more than twenty minutes or so, and they never lounged on the beach or went swimming.”

“Did you notice anything being carried from the boats, or anyone leaving with something they didn’t have when they arrived?”

“That’s the other thing, they unloaded crates and boxes, but a couple of times I saw them walking down to the water’s edge carrying plastic bags.”

Scott’s pulse ticked up.

“Were they men or women?”

“Just men, sometimes there were two of them, sometimes three.”

“When did this start happening?”

“About a week ago, thought at first I didn’t pay any attention, but they kept coming back.”

“Thank you, Emily. You’re a star.”

“How long will you be here, Scott?”

“I’m not sure, but I’ll let you know.”

“Will I see you before you leave?” she asked hopefully.

“Probably, I’m with a friend and I’d like to take her on a scooter ride to the township.”

“You must, I’d love to see you. Will you stop in for coffee?”

“Of course,” he promised, not wanting to disappoint her. “I’m just not sure when.”

“Oh, good, I can’t wait.”

“Thanks again, Emily. Bye”

“Goodbye, Scott.”

Ending the call, he quickly sent a text.

Frank,

Operation name: Justice.

I need eyes in the sky.

Look for 3 speedboats traveling together. I’ll have the names shortly, and the reg of one.

Heading back to the security room, he thought about the boat zipping past the yacht when he’d first arrived. Though he had an exceptional memory, he’d only glimpsed the vessel for a second, and the only thing that came to mind was a black streak running along the side. Walking in, he found Elizabeth peering through the telescope.

“See anything interesting?” he asked, moving up behind her and putting his arms around her waist.

“Not really, except those clouds coming in. They’re so ominous.”

“Elizabeth, when you left here and returned to Los Angeles, what was the information you gave Conchello?”

“A map showing the location of the least populated islands you’d pointed out, and my observations about the areas they were in.”

“Do you remember them?”

“I handed everything over to Jim, my boss at the DEA, but the map might still be in my phone. It’s in my bag. Oh, shit. The sim card.”

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