The call cut out.

For several long seconds neither of us said anything at all, and the silence in that room was louder than any deck party.

Then Raymond took a slow breath.

“Save that video,” he said quietly.

And he lifted one hand, and pointed toward the thick leather folder with its deeds and its trust.

“Because when they come home,” he whispered, “they are going to learn that the most expensive cruise of their lives did not cost them a hundred and seventy thousand dollars.