Land was only four or five miles ahead of me.
It had to be.
The fact that I couldn't see a blessed thing out there didn't change the mathematics of the situation. According to every calculation I'd made, every noon sight I'd taken, every line I'd drawn on the chart, the Big Island of Hawaii was right in front of us.
It simply had to be.
The problem was that nobody else on board knew I was having doubts.
And as captain, I wasn't exactly eager to share them.
After all, the other four people...
