“Yes, I do.” Arrin was an accomplished sailor, in fact. He’d owned a 42-foot sailboat before his capture he had no doubt was now in the possession of someone in the Nephron government.

“Robert and I have been meaning to learn to sail for quite some time. Perhaps you could teach us.”

It sounded like a request, but Arrin knew it was really a not too subtle way of saying “we’re coming with you, whether you like it or not”. He wondered what Chad was prepared to do if he insisted on going out alone, but decided not to force the issue and end up in the jail cell Cody and Logan were so eager to confine him to, and nodded once in acquiescence.

Chad smiled. “Good! Then let’s be about it.”

Chad and Robert grabbed their...

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