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Chapter Twelve
"Peter!" Linda cried, moving toward him.
Relief mixed with a new fear slowed her; it seemed like minutes before she reached him. Just as she was about to put her arms around him to help him upfor he was on his knees with one hand clinging to the railshe heard a deck chair scritch along the planking. Her head whipped around, but only in time to see the door of the passageway close. Someone had been hiding in the shadows along the ship's side, someone who had slipped into the corridor. That was no innocent bystander out for a breath of air. With a soft cry, Linda went down on her knees beside Peter.
"What happened?"
He was rubbing his head with the hand that was not clinging to the rail. "Someone tried to

 
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