CHAPTER TEN
Wheeler’s Delight was much larger and grander than the Whistlin’ Pig, but Camille barely took the time to admire the look and feel of the boat. After she and Palmer discreetly showed their badges to the woman at the ticket office, they slipped right into the flow of people that were lined up to get on board for the 1:30 excursion. Some were already heading to the bar area, located on the lower deck while others were taking their time to walk around the boat, taking in the sights.
While this was not an undercover job by any stretch of the imagination, it did feel like it to Camille. It was more than just trying to catch a potential suspect unaware, but also trying to fit in with an accumulating crowd as the time for Wheeler’s Delight to depart neared. They made no rush, no sud
