Suzie stood in the control room of the Amaranth, her heart racing as she stared at the photos Alicia had sent her. A tiny carved amaranth flower, hidden beneath the window trim, exactly where she and Daniel had suspected it would be: on the helm.
She and three others had searched this whole room—inside and out—to try to find something like this, and they…
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