Page 73 of Hidden Depths

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Ivy smiled without lowering the lens.

"Morning light."

She pointed toward the dolphins racing through our wake.

"They're perfect."

Storm looked over.

"Did Harold come back?"

Ivy laughed.

"He brought friends."

Scott looked around.

"How do you know it's Harold?"

Ivy lowered the camera just enough to grin.

"He has a notch in his dorsal fin."

Scott blinked.

"...You can recognize one dolphin?"

"I can recognize lots of them."

Scott looked at Ben.

"I can't even recognize half the guys at the gym."

Ben smiled.

"That's because none of them jump twenty feet out of the water."

The laughter faded as Storm quietly joined me at the rail.

Without looking at me, she asked,

"What are you thinking?"

"That somebody's patient."

She nodded once.

"I've been wondering the same thing."

"They're waiting for something."

Storm looked toward the trawler.

"So are we."