‘Time to do our final security sweep.’ ‘Yep, better check the princesses are safely tucked up in bed!’ quipped Ling, hauling herself out of the recliner. Connor switched on his torch, the bright beam shining off the smooth wooden deck. They headed aft along the port side of the yacht. All the crew members were in their quarters, apart from one of the deckhands, Scott, who was on official watch duty on the bridge. There was no real need for an additional security check, yet since Brad had said the more eyeballs the better, Connor thought it couldn’t do any harm. With the girls having gone to their cabins and Mr Sterling and his fiancée tucked away in their personal suite, all was quiet on board. Only the lapping of the sea against the hull and the distant beat of music from the beach intruded on the tropical night’s peace. Connor could see the bonfire burning on the shore, its glow reflected in the rippling waters of the bay. As the two of them reached the stern and headed back up the starboard side, Connor wondered if they’d overreacted to Chloe’s ‘disappearance’.
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