Page 321 of Hidden Depths

“A credit from Sinclair Yachts.”

My face remained perfectly innocent.

Or at least...

I hoped it did.

“How strange.”

Ward looked at the amount again.

“Every expense charged to my card has been refunded.”

“That sounds fortunate.”

“It sounds like you.”

“I don’t know why.”

“Storm.”

“Yes?”

“Did you refund my money?”

“I refund a lot of people’s money.”

“I didn’t ask about a lot of people.”

Ben called from the lower deck.

“Ward.”

Ward looked over the railing.

“What?”

“Check your credit card.”

Peirs appeared beside him, holding his phone.

“So should you.”

One of the other SEALs stepped out of the salon.

“Mine too.”

Then another.

And another.

Within seconds, all five SEALs were looking at their phones.

I took one slow step toward the stairs.

Ward caught my wrist.

“Where are you going?”