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They were interrupted by a couple of light knocks on the cabin door.
“Hand me my robe, so I can get the door,” Glenn requested.
Billie threw him his robe. But after dressing in his own, Billie opened the door.
“Hi, I’m Steven. I will be your steward for the cruise,” A young man of average build with long, blond, wavy hair, speaking with a Spanish accent, stood at the door.
“Hi, I’m Billie.”
“Hi, I’m Glenn,” Glenn joined them, as he fastened the belt to his robe.
“If there’s anything you need; just let me know.”
“I can think of one thing.” Glenn scrutinized his attractive appearance.
“Yes, what is that?”
“We’re fine,” Billie intervened. “Stop flirting, we don’t know him yet.” Billie turned his head and whispered to Glenn.
“Well, if there is, just ask me.” He smiled at both of them, before walking down the corridor.
“He’s sure a knockout,” Glenn stepped out in the hallway, staring after him.
“Is he ever, but don’t get any ideas that don’t include me.”
“You know I’d let you watch.” Glenn laughed and went to the bathroom to get their wrinkle-free clothes. He set them on the bed. “I’m going to take my shower.”
“Make it fast; I have to take mine, too.”
“Hello, Steven. Could you assist us with a few minor arrangements for our import business?” Paul Anderson inquired, as Linda brushed her fingers through her husband’s thick, bushy brown hair. “Linda and I would be happy to do something for you in exchange.”
“I would be more than happy to help out,” the steward replied.
“Thank you. We’ll talk to you later tonight.”
“So, his name is Steven?” Linda put on her diamond teardrop earrings carefully, glancing at her husband, as he knotted his tie in the mirror beside her.
“Yes, and he’s young. He’ll work out fine. Don’t you think that man we saw on the Lido Deck with another man looks like Thomas?”
“It’s not only the resemblance, he has that naiveté.”
“How can you tell? You’ve only seen him briefly.”
“Have I ever been wrong about men in our schemes?” Linda flashed a wink and then smirked.
“No, but it’s too bad Thomas is no longer with us. Everything went smoothly.”
“Until…, he tried to extort money from us and cutting corners to cheat us.”
“I know, but we had no choice.”
“And we had to get rid of him, or our scheme would have never worked
“I didn’t like throwing him overboard on the last cruise. Do you think they will ever recover his body?” Paul scrutinized his wife’s uncanny ability to resolve problems.
“No, not in those shark infested waters off the coast of Africa. Do you think I should wear a necklace, too? Or is that too much??”
“I think the earrings are sufficient for the first night.” Paul complimented his wife’s taste in making her appearance more glamorous each time they set sail on their trips. “You are a classic woman for style and beauty. How can any man resist you?”
Linda Anderson’s stylish, shoulder length hair combined with its sparkling sheen was admired by her hair dressers for its ease to glow with little work. Her clothes suggested aristocracy.”
“Thank you, dear. Even though we are in our mid-fifties, we still can exhibit grace, sophistication, and beauty. I never regret not having children. We can travel and go on cruises whenever we want.”
“And we can mix our traveling with importing diamonds and jewelry. No one ever suspects the nature of our business.”
“But darling, we have to be extra careful this time,” Linda warned. “We have to bring the unreported diamonds aboard ship with discretion and upmost care. We need someone to help us without knowing our intentions. That someone will be our stool pigeon that we saw on the Sun Deck.”
“You must be right. He does appear to have that innocence, like Thomas had when he first started working for us. Are you ready?”