Chapter 12
“We’ve been up and down this deck a hundred times,” Val said. “Where the hell could she be?” He walked along slowly, looking around. “I didn’t know this riverboat had so many damned hiding places. She could be anywhere.”
“I’m about beat, Val. Bein’ in this rockin’ boat’s like bein’ in a cradle. I don’t know how much longer we can—”
“Help!”
He turned and looked down the long deck behind him. “Did you hear that?”
Val looked at him, and followed his gaze to the end of the deck. “Hear what?”
“I thought I heard someone calling for help.” He shook his head and chuckled. “I guess I’m—”
“Help!”
He jerked his head back up. “I know I heard it then.” He looked at his brother. “Val, someone’s in trouble. We’ve gotta find ‘em, and fast.”
“Maybe we should separate.”
Clint looked dow
