I recognized the voice immediately. Thomas Cole. My father-in-law. “Relax, Dad,” Adrian replied casually.
“Two pills every night. I added a little extra to her soup today too.”
My heart began pounding. “By midnight,” he continued, “she’ll barely be able to keep her eyes open.”
I stopped breathing. Thomas lowered his voice. “So tonight?” “Tonight,” Adrian answered.
“There’s a storm coming after midnight. Most of the crew will be inside.”
A short pause. “I’ll take Claire onto the aft deck and tell her she needs some fresh air.”
Then he laughed softly. “One little p. u. s. h… and the ocean does the rest.”
My hand tightened around the railing. Then another voice joined them. Margaret Cole.
My mother-in-law. The woman who had spent months calling me her “sweet daughter.”
“And the trust?” Thomas asked. “When do we get the money?” Adrian chuckled.
“I got Claire to sign the power of attorney before the wedding.” My stomach turned.
“Once she’s officially declared lost at sea, the three hundred million starts moving.”
Margaret laughed. “She actually believes she married Prince Charming.”
