Suzie arrived at the yacht club before anyone else Monday morning, just as she did every morning at the office. The early morning winter sunlight painted golden streaks across the water, and she paused to admire the way it bounced off the Amaranth’s weathered hull.
Her footsteps echoed through the empty building as she made her way upstairs, past the cap…
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