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... > He snatched his phone and dialed Sarah—once. Twice. A third time.
No answer.
His jaw clenched as he glanced at the wall clock. She wasn’t on duty for another three hours—probably dead asleep in her cabin. But sleep or not, she wasn’t going to get away with this.
Not this time.
Nick paced like a caged animal in his office, teeth grinding, fists tightening at his sides. Evelyn had already given him the full report—the sharp words in the galley, the passive-aggress ...
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