Trixie seemed subdued by the time she came back with her gym bag. Chase was snoring in his circular bed by then. He hadn’t stayed conscious long, but that wasn’t Mac’s fault. He was so drunk Mac had barely gotten any information out of him before he passed out. But he’d gotten what he needed most.
“You okay?” Mac asked her in a low voice.
“Fine.”
But something was going on with her. He’d have to get more details when they were safely back on land. He led Trixie to where Nate was waiting with the dinghy. When they were all settled, Nate took hold of the oars and rowed toward the fishing tender they’d used to launch their mission from.
Nate being Nate, he couldn’t help teasing Trixie.
“Funny how Trixie and Trouble just seem to go together. Can’t wait to hear how a woman in a corset and
