The private investigator has tracked Miss Kitty to a ship down at the port. He's gone aboard, disguised as a crew member; and I'm going to follow along in another, smaller craft.
These pictures, dropped overboard in a waterproof floatation capsule by the private investigator and picked up by me, still don't give me a clue as to what Miss Kitty is becoming involved in. Here, she appears to be making some sort of screen test.
After several days of continuous sailing, it would appear we're nearing a landfall. Miss Kitty seems to be at ease with the situation, whatever it is.