Risen (Haunted Series Book 22)

was the reason for relocation?”
“The female passenger was ill.  Patrick Callen thought it may have something to do with the island, although he did not elaborate.”
“Thank you, Captain Billard.”
“Would you like us to transport you two back aboard the cutter?”
“No, we’ll call them.  Thank you for your courtesy.”
Captain Billard left the two on the deck but motioned for the first mate to keep an eye on them.
Murphy moved in closer to listen in on the waiting agents’ conversation.
One picked up a satellite phone and called the cutter.  Agent Simpson called another number.
“Agent Martin, everything seems to be in order on the Azure.  One female and four males.  All passports are in order.  Yes, blonde, long hair.  She’s kind of odd.  Explain…  Well, did you watch the Harry Potter movies?  Good.  Luna Lovegood.  I’d bet she’s a dead ringer.  Of course, I know the actress is a child.  This woman gives off the air of being very young and drifty.”
Murphy smiled.  Mia hadn’t been found out.
“No.  No other women.  Just the Callens, some documentary guy, and a geeky guy on computer.  Yes, sir.  We’ll maintain surveillance.”
The launch from the cutter arrived, and the agent put away the phone.  Murphy waited until the boat sped back to the large ship before he went below.
After hearing Murphy’s report, the five were silent.
“I don’t understand. Why keep an eye on us?” Mia asked.  “It’s not that we’re causing people to disappear.  How can Whitney think that we’d do that?”
“He’s just trying to get us to do the work for him.  Whitney’s probably on St. Kitts at a bar right now,” Burt said.
“I hate to think of him being that close,” Mia said.  “K.  I think we’re going to have to wait until morning to go after Kevin and Fergus.  Let’s get some rest.”
The Callens and Burt left the suite.  Ted fired off a report to Cid, sending with it the video of the Feds’ visit.  He received a short, encrypted communication from Cid.  Sabine had arrived and was sleeping off the effects of the trip.  Nicholai had left to report to Angelo.
Mia washed off the sunscreen and braided the hairpiece.  She kept it attached to her head by French-braiding it into place.  Ted unwound the bandage, allowing Mia to breathe freely again.
Ted kissed her softly.  He caressed all the bits that were exposed and uncovered more that were hidden.  The motion of the boat on the waves of the Caribbean added to their enjoyment of each other.  After, as Mia fell asleep, she heard a voice in her head ask, “Who are you?”
It wasn’t until she turned over did she realize it was spoken in Demon.

Chapter Seven
Mia raised her head up just enough to take in the steam from the hot mug of coffee that was set in front of her.  She waved off the cream and sugar that Sabine normally filled her cup with.  The steward assumed that Sabine had a hangover.  She had never seen such a change in a person before.  The woman who jumped enthusiastically aboard the Azure, dripping sunshine and rainbows, had changed when they reached their destination.  She became grumpy and withdrew to her stateroom, claiming a migraine.  Now the woman wore large sunglasses and barley uttered a grunt when spoken to.
“Mr. Callen, I’m worried about Mrs. Norwood,” Daphne, the crewman in charge of catering, started. “She’s not the same woman who came aboard.  Perhaps it would be best if you took her back to the mainland.  It’s obvious that she’s not enjoying the trip.”
Mia, who heard the discourse, lifted her sunglasses and winked at Patrick.  She then drank down her coffee before she lurched out of her seat and into the bathroom.
“We’re headed out of here as soon as I pick up something I left on the island,” Patrick said.
“At first we assumed that you two were a couple but…”
“Some things just don’t work out,” Patrick said, feigning sadness.
Ted walked in and saluted Patrick and then the female tender.
Daphne giggled and walked over to wait on him.
“It looks like you’ve lost your touch, brother dear,” Mason hissed.  “First the fair Sabine won’t let you in her room, and then she spent last night with…”
“Ted,” Patrick finished.  “I know.  I couldn’t help hearing them all night.”
“The crew is talking.  I hope they don’t get a good look at Mia in the sunlight.”
“She’s got half her face covered with those sunglasses and that hat I bought Sabine in St. Kitts.”
“You know, if you wanted some time alone with Sabine, you should have had me stay home.  It’s my animal magnetism.  It drives all the women wild,” Mason teased before leaving him to go and flirt with Daphne.
Patrick walked out and went to search for Burt.  He found him up on the observation deck.
“The captain said weather is moving in.  We better start for the island soon.”
“I was hoping the Feds would have moved off first,” Patrick said, eying the large Coast Guard cutter.
“They won’t be able to get that ship past the shoals.  They won’t even have a direct line of sight of the cove or the falls.  They will have to anchor in deeper water.  We can give you a half-hour head start by dropping you closer to the island.  I’m sure they will launch their Zodiacs as soon as they are within range.”
“I’ll make sure my team is ready,” he promised.
~
Sabine woke up and looked around her.  The room wasn’t familiar.  She got up and looked out the window.  “I’m at Mia’s farmhouse.  How did I get here?” she asked herself.  The aroma of cooking and coffee wafted up to her.  She walked into the bathroom and found a note on top of some PEEPs sweats.
Hope these fit. If not, Mia may