FORTY
Steel had excused himself from dinner and was standing on one of the open decks, feeling the need for peace and time to think. The ocean breeze was cold and refreshing against his warm skin, Steel loosened his tie and popped a top button, letting the crisp wind find its way past the open shirt. He leant against the balcony and looked out across the expanse of crashing waves and smiled. This was the most tranquil he had been all day, and it felt good. In the far distance, the sky looked dark and foreboding, they were heading for a storm either tomorrow or the day after and it looked like a bad one. Steel closed his eyes, letting himself drift away as the cool breeze blew past him and across the decks. Steel opened his eyes and looked up at the towering side of the ship and the thous
