59The bus drivers were happy to finally move their vehicles into individual metal shipping containers. Bandi delegated oversight for the operation so he could attend to Halpin while the ship’s doctor put a half a dozen stitches in the Captain’s cheek. Halpin held an ice pack against the bridge of his nose as he leaned against a railing outside his cabin.
“You’re a disgusting drunk,” Bandi stated.
Halpin lifted his head, inviting a breeze to wash over him. His head swam. The last thing he could recall clearly was being startled by something or someone in his cabin. That was when his fugue started, faces and voices he did not recognize.
“Tell me again why you were in my cabin,” Halpin said through a grimace.
“I told you. I showed the man with the suitcase where to find you, but right aft
