An hour and a half had passed since she’d returned to her room. The steward had already stopped by for the head count, swiping her key card to record her presence on board. She’d tried to pump him for information about the missing passenger, but he possessed no knowledge aside from the fact a woman hadn’t been seen or heard from in more than a day. Still no sign of Dmitri. She didn’t know if that was good or bad. She’d never gotten around to asking if he was officially booked for the cruise or if he’d snuck on board instead, which meant she didn’t know if they needed him present for the count. Either way, she couldn’t help but wonder where he’d gone and what he was up to. With a huff, she plopped down on one of the twin beds and grabbed the television remote. Sports. News. Infomercial. Friends rerun. She surfed channels until the selection flipped back to the beginning, then turned the television off. Solitude made her twitchy. When left to its own devices, her mind dwelled on things she’d rather not think about.
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