CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN - THE SECRET MEETING

  Nia fumbled in her bag for the key card she'd been given at check-in. She squinted at the tiny map printed on the back, trying to figure out where her cabin was located. "Deck 7, cabin 714," she muttered to herself, turning the card this way and that. "But where is deck 7?" She wandered down a corridor, her eyes darting from door to door, searching for some indication of where she was. The suitcase felt heavier with each step, and she could feel a bead of sweat forming on her brow. Just as Nia was about to give up and ask for help, a familiar voice cut through the din of the crowded hallway. "Nia! Over here!" Nia turned to see Helia, her coworker from the cleaning staff, waving enthusiastically from near an elevator bank. Relief washed over her as she hurried towards her friend. "Helia! Oh, thank goodness," Nia said, embracing the other woman. "I was starting to think I'd never find my way around this place." Helia laughed, returning the hug. "I know, right? This ship is like