Deep Waters by E.A. House

Author:E.A. House
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ABDO
Published: 2018-05-05T16:00:00+00:00

“You remember how I told you that the San Telmo isn’t actually a cursed ship?” Robin Redd asked Bethy. It was not completely out of the blue. He’d given up on the idea of calling any of the kids from the Annie Six-Fingers shoot after Bethy demanded to know what he was planning on telling them and realized he had no answer, but he’d been noticeably subdued since the FBI agent’s visit, and kept looking over his shoulder. Bethy had been forced to chase everyone onto the boat herself before Redd had snapped out of it and thrown himself into the final preparations with enthusiasm.

He was now helping Bethy stuff the much-abused card table into Bethy’s equally abused car. Only two of the table’s legs had consented to fold the way they were supposed to, so it was rough going, and Bethy had to quickly brace a table leg before answering.

“Please tell me you did not agree to do a show about that ship without telling me,” she said. “I had to lie through my teeth to get the network off our backs when you refused the first time!”

“Hey, whoa, no!” Redd said. He did something to the backseat of Bethy’s car that made the seats collapse in a way she’d never seen before, and stood back in satisfaction as the table fell into the suddenly available space. It squashed the donut Bethy had been hiding from inquisitive camera operators. Bethy poked her head in the door to try and get it out, but one of the table legs was in the way. “I just figured I should let you know,” Redd explained. “It was said to have sunk along the coast of Archer’s Grove. And since we’re sticking to shallow water to look for manatees, I figured I should warn you. Of the possibility.”

“Of sudden and unexpected treasure ships?” Bethy asked, giving up on the donut and extracting her bag instead. She was not looking forward to spending several days on a boat with Redd and the camera crew. The danger of cameras falling into the water made everyone touchy, the confined spaces meant people started picking fights, and the ship itself was barely seaworthy.

Technically it was a ship belonging to a cousin of Flo, who insisted it was seaworthy. Redd thought it was perfect because it was called the Meandering Manatee, and Bethy had not been able to reject it because they couldn’t afford anything else. That did not mean that the strings of Christmas lights decorating the cabin or the nauseating purple-and-red paint job filled her with confidence. Redd bringing up the San Telmo yet again filled her with even less confidence.

“Or of the treasure ship actually being haunted,” Bethy continued. What was bothering Redd?

“I used to think it was haunted,” Redd admitted guiltily. “Spent forever looking for the ghost stories I just knew had to be out there about the blood-soaked decks and the writhing octopus at the prow of the ship, before I realized they’d be pointless.

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