Page 183 of Hidden Depths

Storm frowned.

"What about it?"

Ben tapped the words gently.

"I don't think James was talking about a ship."

Everyone looked at him.

"I think..."

"...he was talking about a person."

Silence settled over the bridge.

Nathan slowly lowered his coffee.

"No..."

Ben met his eyes.

"Whoever 'old friend' was..."

"...James trusted them enough to arrange a meeting."

Nathan stared at the faded words.

His brow furrowed.

Then...

Very slowly...

His eyes widened.

"Oh..."

Storm felt her pulse quicken.

"You remember."

Nathan nodded once.

"There was someone."

"Who?"

Nathan didn't answer immediately.

Instead...

He walked to the bridge window.

Looking out into the darkness.

"When James and I finished that last operation..."

"...there were four of us who knew where everything had been hidden."