one.”
He was right. The light belonged to a longboat making its way toward the shore. Their shore. Emily watched as the boat came closer. “They’re going to beach here.”
“Undoubtably.”
Emily shivered. Real smugglers would never appear at the beach directly below Caldcliff House, would they? And yet, Caldcliff House suddenly felt very far away, as inaccessible as the moon. “Maybe they’re just local fishermen, out for a pleasure cruise at night, through reef-infested waters.”
“I doubt it,” Robert said.
“We should leave.”
He shook his head. “It’s too late for that.“
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