By the third day with no ship trying to intercept the slow-moving cruise liner, we concluded that Dan and whichever syndicate he was working for assumed that our DNA switch on the crew files was a trick to throw them completely off our trail and didn't bother looking on other ships. It was a huge gamble on our part because if they had figured out where we were, we would not have anywhere to run. The three of us worked very different schedules, but we arranged to meet up at least once a day in one of the cargo holds to make sure we were all doing okay and let the others know if we saw anything suspicious or concerning. Kayla thought there was a man following her, but we quickly determined that it was just a middle-aged man looking for a shipboard fling with a pretty young girl. Oddly en
