Page 43 of Too Far To Sea
“Then I would have been looking for you.” He tried to make his voice light, but felt he failed. “I’m on my way to dinner. Want to join me?”
Oh, he shouldn’t have asked that. Still, he wanted her to agree.
She thought for a moment, then shook her head. “Better not. Amy-Kate is suspicious, and she is the person who will pound on the door to the bridge until the Captain himself answers. I don’twant to give anyone else reason to think that there’s something going on—” Dana ended the thought with a little shrug.
“I’ll be off at 2230, I mean 10:30.”
“We use military time at work. No need to translate.”
“We can meet here and talk.” At that time of night, there was very little chance of a passenger coming near the closed buffet, and even if they did, the conversation was in a public place on opposite sides of the table. And in full view of not one, but two cameras. He would have to keep the conversation brief.
“I’d like that.”
McKay nodded and headed off, entering a service area and then the restaurant. He spotted Dana’s mother and stepfather across the room. Dana was wise not to come with him. Amy-Kate might have knocked on the bridge door, but from what he knew of Dana’s mom, she would have pounded on the door to the captain’s private quarters.
He finished his dinner alone, absentmindedly scrolling through his phone as he ate. He studied the video clip the hidden camera took the night before. Although the woman’s face was hidden, McKay felt as if he’d seen her recently. The train earlier. Amy-Kate was the woman with Chandler Fairfax. He checked the other clips. How had he not seen the similarities before?
Thoughts of whether he should tell Dana about what he knew about her sister’s fiancé raced through his mind. If Cheyanne was his sister, he would want her to know. If only someone had warned his sister Jen about the mistake she was making.
As he made his way through the ship, he bumped into Alvaro.
“Hey, Mac. Off shift?”
“Just finished.”
“Anything noteworthy?”
McKay hesitated before responding. “I know who the woman is.”
“Who? How?”
“On my train ride back, I met her. Amy-Kate. She is one of the bridesmaids.”
Alvaro let out a low whistle. “Thanks for letting me know. I’ll keep an eye on that situation.”
“I doubt anything will happen on the camera tonight. Amy-Kate hurt her ankle, so she won’t be walking around. The rest of the bridal party, minus Dana—who escorted her back—stayed in Dublin for the night. Which, FYI, I am going to go talk to Dana right now.”
Alvaro pinched his lips together. “I know you want to say something to her about the affair. Wait until the last night. We need to know which crew member is telling passengers about the blind spots. More than one person’s safety could depend on it.”
“If it isn’t discovered by the last night, I need to let her know. I wouldn’t feel right not telling.”
“Understood.”
McKay nodded before continuing on his way to meet with Dana as planned.
He arrived at their designated meeting spot on the promenade deck and found Dana already there, sitting at one of the tables overlooking the ocean.
“Hey,” she greeted him with a small smile.
“Hi.” He took a seat across from her and leaned back in his chair. A message popped up on his phone.
Jen: Gracie spending the night at Grandma’s. No need for a call. Talk tomorrow.
“Do you need to go?” Dana pointed to his phone.
“No. Just my sister telling me to skip my nightly call to my niece.”
“You call every night?”
