She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 301

One offhand remark was all it took to make Sapphire’s skin crawl. She gave Loyce a quick once-over, then, under cover of the commotion, slipped two tiny glass vials into her palm.

“Ether.”

Sapphire didn’t have to explain. People who kidnapped victims for the organ trade used stuff like this all the time—breathe it in or swallow a little, and you were out cold in seconds.

Loyce pocketed the vials, shut her eyes, and convincingly “passed out” on the bed.

Sapphire rose on cue and called through the door, “She’s just seasick—no other symptoms. I gave her something for nausea. She’ll be fine after she sleeps it off.”

That was enough for the guard outside. He relaxed.

The storm raged until the next morning, only easing into a heavy, directionless fog. It swallowed the ship whole, jamming navigation signals so badly the vessel slowed… and then stopped altogether.

The captain brought the situation to Gavin Quinn, who was lounging in the luxury master cabin. They’d have to drop anchor and wait for the fog to lift; until the signal came back, pushing forward meant getting lost at sea.

And this rust bucket wasn’t stocked for detours. The fuel onboard was only meant for a straight shot to Mexistar. If they got turned around in the fog, they could burn through everything, drift blind, hit rocks—and sink.

Gavin mulled it over, then said lightly, “So you’re telling me we’re parked for the day, and everyone’s basically on vacation?”

The captain hesitated. “You could always have them do… some group stretches. Keep morale up.”

Gavin chuckled, drumming his fingers on the table, then turned to one of his men. “Go fetch Sapphire. Have her work with the doctors and finish dealing with the remaining batch. With fog this thick…” His smile thinned. “It’s also a convenient time to get rid of bodies.”

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