Eileen French looked up at the tall man standing in front of her, all six foot four of him.
"It's nice to meet you, Lieutenant Commander Amendola." She shook hands with him.
"Please. While I'm here, it's just Dix. I'm out of uniform physically and mentally."
"Well, then, Dix, welcome to Newport, Maine. I know you'll enjoy your stay here."
"I'm sure I will," he agreed "I'm really looking forward to it."
She c****d her head. "I didn't ask you, but how did you happen to choose Newport? It's not exactly on everyone's bucket list."
He laughed. "One of the SEALs in my squadron is from Bangor. When he knew I was looking for someplace off the usual tourist track he suggested Newport. I drove around for an hour before this, just to check the place out."
"And?" she asked, smiling.
"I believe
