The Yacht Club, Chapter 12

*Women's Fiction *The Hamptons *Friendship *Light Mystery

Suzie’s boots thudded against the polished deck of the Amaranth as she paced near the bow. She kept looking at her watch, then at her phone, and then at the yacht club’s entrance, waiting for Flint to arrive.

Daniel had texted her good morning at 5:31 AM, exactly one minute after her alarm had gone off, and she’d smiled at the photo he’d included of his …