They Drank My Father’s Champagne and Toasted My Death. They Forgot Whose Daughter I Am

“Good girl.

We have a secondary vessel already in the water, roughly forty minutes from your position.

I’m turning it toward you now.

Listen to me, Mabel.

Stay down.

Keep playing sick.

Do not eat or drink anything they hand you, not one sip.

Can you hold the act together for thirty minutes?”