CHAPTER 4
Like the dozens of people around Maine, his first thought was to pull out his phone and call for help. He did, his phone always just a reach away in his back pocket, except when he was out on the field.
“No service,” he said at the same time Orchid sucked in a tight breath and held it.
“I need my backpack,” she said, every syllable full of panic.
Maine looked at her, actually watching the color drain from her face. “Is there medicine in there you need?” he asked, looking at the beefy guy on the table. He could probably take him in an open area, but not in here. Not when he was up there.
“Calm down,” he shouted. “The ship won’t capsize.”
“He doesn’t know that,” Orchid said, bracing her hands on her knees and sucking at the air. “My husband’s yacht wasn’t supposed to be able
