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Captain Harris stayed where he was, steady but clearly focused. “We’re working on it,” he said. “That’s not an answer,” Scarlett shot back. A few of the other passengers started paying closer attention now. One of them shook their head slightly. “She’s right,” they said. “We can’t just sit out here.” Scarlett pointed slightly, as if that proved her point. “Exactly.” Below deck, Sophie was still checking what she could. She could hear the voices above, the frustration building.