As Sandra disembarked, she received a phone call.

The call was encrypted, but she knew who it was from.

Walking to the deck, she finally answered.

"Hi, General Kenith."

A cheerful laughter came through the phone.

"Clever girl. How did you know it was me?"

"You sent the police here?"

"Very well, now that you are aware, have you considered cooperating with me?"

Sandra gazed into the distance.

The sea shimmered with scattered fragments of ...