Swamped

"Close with your sister, then?" you say.

You don't entirely have a plan yet. More like something's bothering you here, so you're going to poke at it and see where it leads.

"Not that close. We just live in the same house - well, we did before I got this job, anyhow. She's far more interested in sailing than I am. Like I said, I'm only in it for the money."

She mentions family, and there's someone on this ship who she has a strong resemblance to. Hard for you not to wonder. Just a matter of how to bring it to the surface without getting her too defensive.

"Bit of a shame, that. Suppose it's better than feuding, though. Do you wish you were closer?"

"Hardly matters," she mumbles.

"I dunno. Lots of accidents that can happen out at sea. I think it matters a lot if you've got something to go back to at the end of it all, personally."

"I don't get involved in dangerous work. As long as the ship doesn't sink, I'll be fine."

You have a weird feeling when she says that. Hard to place it, but you can worry about that after you find out what you want to know.

"Well, you never know. Your twin ran into trouble very suddenly, after all. Or did you not hear about that?"

It's something of a wild hunch. You half expect it to be wrong. But you want to see how she reacts.

"The hells? Is that why she's not here?"

She realizes a moment too late she's said too much. She stares at you and Graham for just a moment.

Then she tosses a pile of laundry at the two of you and makes a run for it.

You recover quickly and start chasing. But where could she be headed?