Marshall piloted the catamaran back toward shore, hoping he beat the setting of the sun. He could grab some dinner and more groceries and sleep on the boat tied to the dock. But he didn’t like trying to navigate into his spot without being able to see.
As his phone came back into cell range, his blinged a whole slew of times. One name made his breath catch in his throat.
Esther.
Where are you right now?
Where are you right now?It was impossible for him to know when she’d sent the message. The timestamp said nine-twenty-four, the time it was now. He’d been out on the boat since putting the flowers in the room for Fisher that morning. He’d placed the ring box exactly where his friend had told him to, and then he’d gone out onto the water, needing the peace and calmness being away from ev
