At the docks, the salvage operation yielded no results.
The search of the ship also failed to turn anyone up.
The sun rose and set, and while Wyatt Hawthorne's expression remained calm, his heart was churning with agitation.
'Could Zane Shelby have really sent Faye Vaughn to Stellaport ahead of time?'
'If so, this is going to be tricky.'
Stellaport was Zane Shelby's territory, after all; he held sway in both legitimate and illicit circles. If Wyatt wanted to find someone there, he would surely face immense resistance.
Wyatt Hawthorne's mind raced, already considering which connections he could leverage to search for Faye Vaughn's whereabouts in Stellaport.
He had never for a moment believed that Faye Vaughn had died at sea.
Absolutely impossible.
"Wyatt!"
An urgent shout came from not far away. "Where's Faye Vaughn? Did you find her?"
