“Head east to the next dock, board at berth twenty-two,” Kaz said. “What’s at berth twenty-two?” “The real Ferolind.” “But—” “The boat that blew was a decoy.” “You knew?” “No, I took precautions. It’s what I do, Jesper.” “You could have told us we—” “That would defeat the purpose of a decoy. Get moving.”
