Page 40 of An Epic Voyage

“We’ll keep her safe,” Jackson promised, and she believed him.

She stood and tried not to sway.The two shots of whisky had gone straight to her head.She’d forgotten to eat lunch and dinner.That happened sometimes when she was engrossed in work.Okay, if she was being honest, it occurred all the time.

“Don’t stay too late,” she told Jackson as she turned toward the door.“Call me if something changes.Otherwise, I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Night, Evie.”

She thought walking away from him would get easier over the years, but if anything, it was harder than ever.

Chapter Twelve

Indigo woke early,turned off the television, and climbed out of bed.The mattress had been comfortable enough, but she’d still spent a restless night tossing and turning.She’d seriously wanted to invite Griffin to stay with her last night.Thankfully, her practicality had overridden her hormones, at least while she was awake.Her dreams had been a completely different story all together.

The best way to vanquish sexual frustration—besides jumping the bones of the person who had engendered the feelings—was exercise.She hadn’t brought her workout clothes with her, so she grabbed her bag and headed to her room.

Griffin had been right about the noise.Goodness, some of the men needed surgery to fix their snoring.It would improve their breathing and allow them to sleep better—and everyone else around them.

She didn’t pass another person as she took the stairs to her deck.The first thing she noticed was that the paper Griffin had placed on the top of the door was gone.Someone had been here.She found the scrap on the floor when she entered.

It creeped her out to know Van Houten had come to her room again last night.She’d have to be very careful once they arrived on his island.He’d been tenacious so far.She didn’t see that ending unless she put a stop to it, which she couldn’t do until she found the nuke.

Indigo changed and headed to the gym, only to find it empty.She’d been secretly hoping Griffin would be there again.Watching his muscles flex and bunch had been a more effective cardio workout than running.

She powered through a five-mile jog on the treadmill, followed by free weights and yoga stretches.There was no time for a swim today, so she returned to her room to shower.Her hand hovered over the knob.Cursing Van Houten for making her wary, she slowly opened her door.After a perfunctory search, she verified the room was empty.Locking herself in with a degenerate wasn’t on her agenda.

After showering, she pulled on capri yoga pants and a sleeveless top, bypassing her sundresses since she planned on exploring the island—weather permitting.A glance out the window told her she would undoubtedly get wet.

Packing took no time since she never unpacked on a mission.Easier to make a quick escape if necessary.She needed to return the dress to Jordy, which she would do when getting Jinger ready for the day.

She didn’t have to wait long.Her phone buzzed with a text, summoning her to her duties.Indigo took her luggage with her.There was no need for her to return to her suite.

With the blue dress hanging over her arm, she toted her bags behind her and knocked on Jinger’s door.Franklin opened it, and she greeted him as she passed.

“Where were you last night?”

His words stopped her in her tracks.She slowly turned.“Excuse me?”