The captain exhaled, then softened his tone, attempting to calm her. “I understand, ma’am. We’ll do all we can. Is there anyone you suspect, or perhaps something unusual you may have noticed?” His earlier skepticism had shifted, and Jason could see the captain reevaluating his stance.
The woman’s gaze narrowed, a flicker of fear shadowing her eyes. “Yes, actually. I noticed a man outside my room—olive-skinned, dressed casually, with a small bag slung over his shoulder. It was strange; he didn’t seem like a guest here.” Her description matched the very man Jason had seen stepping out of cabin 4C.