“Is the war over?” she asked in a perfect, melodic voice.
The Captain looked at the Romanov crown, then at the girl, then at the modern tech surrounding her.
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“Which war?” he asked, his blood turning to ice.
She didn’t answer. Instead, she looked at the horizon, where the sun was just beginning to rise.
“You shouldn’t have pulled me up,” she whispered. “They were looking for the signal. And you just turned it on.”
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Suddenly, the radar screen in the bridge lit up with a hundred unidentified contacts, all moving toward their position at impossible speeds.
The Coast Guard didn’t find a treasure. They found a beacon.