She was back in her bedroom, still in her clothes. Groggy, she sat up and looked around. She picked up her iPhone off the nightstand and looked at the time. It was 3:12 a.m. Glancing up to the ceiling, she decided not to go see Walt and Jack right now, even though she was fairly certain Stella was asleep downstairs. She wanted time to process what she had learned from Emma. Had Jack been responsible for pirates boarding the Eva Aphrodite? Had it all been a home invasion at sea? Did they double cross Jack, killing all the witnesses, including the person who helped them board the ship? Getting up, Danielle changed into her sleepwear and climbed back into bed. I’ll shower in the morning, she told herself. “Does it really matter after all this time?” Lily asked Danielle the next morning. The two sat in the side yard drinking their morning coffee. Danielle had just told Lily about last night’s dream hop. “That’s sort of what I asked myself when I woke up this morning.
