Page 111 of Hidden Depths
The distance between us had remained almost identical.
Until the last photograph.
Storm frowned.
"They're turning."
Ward nodded.
"Toward us."
Ben studied the chart.
"They're closing."
"Deliberately."
Storm looked from the photographs to the radar.
"But the RHIB..."
"Still gone."
Nobody liked that answer.
Below deck...
Scott sat across from Frank with a deck of cards.
"I should warn you..."
"I'm incredibly lucky."
Frank smiled.
"That's what all card sharks say."
Scott grinned.
"I prefer 'strategically gifted.'"
Rose laughed.
"I've known men like you."
Scott placed a hand over his heart.
"I take that as a compliment."
Willow walked by carrying fresh lemonade.
"You shouldn't."
Scott looked wounded.
"I thought we were friends again."
"We are."
