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“Go ahead.”
“We need to get on Chui’s boat as soon as it’s out of the water and search it before some other bastard gets in front of us. I’m talking tonight.”
“I agree. I’ll pull a team together. You want in on the search?”
“Absolutely,” I said, even though a decent sleep was calling.
“Good, let me know an ETA as soon as you can.”
“Will do.”
“And, Tyler? Good work.”
“It wasn’t me, Aria. Indiana Smith and her father deserve all the credit.”
“I’ll make a note of that. Watch your back.” She hung up the phone.
Using the binoculars, I scanned the ocean again. A tiny blip on the horizon caught my eye. Thankfully, it was a cruise liner and not a boat I should worry about.
I put the binoculars back on the bench and grabbed a cold water from the fridge.
“That was a good thing you just did.” Old Smithy’s voice sounded like he’d swallowed seashells.
Swiveling to him, I frowned. “What thing?”
“Giving Indiana credit for that salvage.”
“You both deserve it. What you do is incredible.”
He shrugged. “We’ve been doing this forever.”
“But that yacht is the biggest boat you’ve ever salvaged.”
He scraped his hand over his forehead and wiped the sweat onto his bare thigh. “We were lucky it wasn’t sitting any deeper and that it wasn’t tangled in coral and rocks. Otherwise, the physics to raise anything from the bottom are virtually the same.”
“Then it comes down to the equipment, right?”
He glared at me. “You bastards gave us no time to prep for this salvage.”
“I know. And I’m very sorry for that,” I said in what I hoped conveyed my genuine apology. “You and Indiana deserve to be compensated for this salvage, and I’ll do everything I can to make sure you get something in return.”
“Don’t waste your breath. The cops hate us.” He snorted. “We’re fine.”
“I know you’re fine, but that’s not my point.”
“It don’t matter, Kingsley. Luck was on our side. This salvage was quicker than we anticipated.”
Rhino’s engine rumbled to life, and everything shuddered around us.
“Let’s hope our luck continues all the way into Rosebud Wharf,” I said.
He jutted his chin. “There’s always some fucker trying to snatch something off Indy and me after we’ve done all the hard work.”
He spoke with so much venom, I wondered if that had anything to do with why he and Indiana hated the police.
“Not this time.” Clenching my jaw, I snatched the binoculars off the counter and strode to the side railing. As I scanned the horizon, I still couldn’t shake the feeling someone was watching.
It was the same feeling I had whenever Wesley’s ghost appeared out of nowhere.
