Page 55 of The Summer Inn on Plum Island
Liam reluctantly let her go and leaned over to give her the list. “Here you go.”
Dawn scanned the list, her eyes widening. “May I use your computer?”
“Sure.” Liam nodded and stepped aside.
Dawn slid into his chair, and he watched as she pulled up the Vanderbilt Security page and then logged in. She pulled up each name on the list. They were both surprised at what they found. The crew, with the exception of three of the eight members, were all full-time Vanderbilt Security employees with very impressive service records.
“That’s not a crew,” Dawn stated. “That’s a small army.”
“Why would your brother crew his boat with ex-military Vanderbilt employees?” Liam asked.
“These changes to the crew were made just before the boat set sail a few days ago,” Dawn pointed out the date of assignment to Wade’s crew. She shook her head. “What the heck is going on?”
“Maybe Harriet’s family are coming for another visit?” Liam hedged, a sinking feeling creeping over him.
“This is something else,” Dawn said, shaking her head and staring at his screen. “Look at this. She pointed to the screen as she pulled up a few of the crew members’ personnel files. “It lists all of them on suspended leave.”
“Does it say why?” Liam was confused.
“It has a disciplinary hearing pending,” Dawn said. “But for each of them. Then, they were each assigned the newest design for bio trackers. They are so different I didn’t even recognize them.”
They were so involved with what they were finding out that they both jumped when Dawn’s phone rang. She pulled it out of her pocket. “Uh-oh.” She pulled a face and whispered. “Busted.”
“Busted?” Liam frowned, and she pointed to the screen—Scott.
“Hello?” Dawn answered the phone wearily.
Liam could hear her brother without it being on speaker as he bellowed. “What the heck are you doing in the restricted system, Dawn?”
“Hi, Scott,” Dawn said sweetly. “What are you talking about?”
“Dawn, I can see you,” Scott reminded her. “Did you forget to cover the laptop’s camera?”
“Shoot,” Dawn said and put her finger on the camera.
“Too late, little sister. I know you’re on the other side,” Scott said. “What are you looking at those files for?” He paused. “Was that Liam Gains behind you?”
“Yes.” Dawn nodded, removing her finger from the camera, and she waved.
“Put your phone on speaker,” Scott said.
“Sorry,” Dawn whispered. “I’ve dragged you into the poop with me.”
“It’s okay,” Liam assured her. “We’re in this together, remember.” He gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze before pulling up a chair and sitting beside her. “Hi, Scott.”
“Hi, Liam, it’s good to see you again,” Scott greeted him. “I take it if you’re fiddling with these files, Wade’s on Plum Island?”
“You knew he was back?” Dawn accused Scott. “But you never mentioned it?”
“If you’d read your company emails from time to time, you’d know,” Scott told her.
“Do you know that there are two other crew members that are not on your security team on Alex’s new yacht,” Dawn told him, ignoring his jibe. “And if you’ve sent your small army of disgraced staff to protect Alex’s yacht, then you’ve done a poor job because they haven’t told you that our little brother’s bestie is on it.”
“If you’re talking about Ben,” Scott said, “I cleared him to be on the yacht.”
“Why?” Dawn asked.
“Turns out we might have been wrong about Ben after all,” Scott wouldn’t elaborate.
