Page 6 of Hidden Depths

"So..."

The tallest one groaned.

"Don't."

"You still have time to fake your own death."

Laughter erupted from the group.

Even from the man they were teasing.

But something caught my attention.

He smiled.

His eyes didn't.

I took another sip of coffee.

Without realizing it...

I kept watching him.

2

WARD

"Iam not faking my own death."

Ben Gilbert laughed, throwing his duffel bag over one shoulder.

"You could."

"I could not."

Scott Walter grinned.

"You've got at least two hours before we sail."

Mark Phillips nodded thoughtfully.

"We could make it look convincing."

John Edwards looked at me with mock sympathy.

"I'll miss you."

"You'll be standing next to me at the wedding."

"True."

He shrugged.

"I'll still miss you."

Laughter rolled through the marina.

Normally...