Chapter ONE - Weebly

een here at all. What business did he have on Derne’s
Wharf? He usually worked Greenough’s Shipyard or
Thornton’s. If he had been working for Derne he would
have told Ethan as much several nights before, when
Ethan told him about Jennifer Berson.
What was more, his friend was behaving oddly. He
walked slowly, repeatedly glancing back toward the
street, and warily eyeing the hired men ahead of him.
The memory hit him like Yellow-hair’s fist. The last
time Ethan had seen Diver, they had been here, at
Derne’s Wharf, or at least on the street just beside it.
Ethan had come to question Derne; Diver, he assumed
at the time, was merely passing by on his way home
from work.
Diver had acted strangely then, too. At the time,
Ethan had been too preoccupied with Jennifer Berson’s
murder and his conversation with Derne to give Diver’s
behavior much thought, but now it all came back to him:
how uncomfortable Diver had been at seeing Ethan
there, how reluctant he had been to go to the Dowser,
even how interested he had been in Ethan’s
conversation with Derne. Was it possible that Diver had