Justin’s POV
Just because she’d made a valid point didn’t mean I was ready to let other options go. I’m not sure why the idea of watching sharks creeped me out so badly, but it did.
In reality, Randy and Russo had both seen Helen and me fully engaged in such activities. And I’d argue that either of them was more dangerous than a shark. But I wasn’t worried that either of them would try to take a bite of my goods. And if they did, I might have to kill them. I couldn’t kill some poor dumb shark for acting on instinct.
Helen c****d her head. “Justin? What are you thinking about?”
“Oh, um, nothing, really.” I’d spaced out there for a moment.
“I looked at places where we could see historical things or metropolitan cities,” I explained. “Don’t you think it would be nice to go someplace li
