Apparently all was normal along the seacoast and in Seaford, but that meant nothing. The area could be loaded with strangers and they'd never know it from the air.
Rick had a sudden idea. "Let's call Cap'n Mike and get him on the job. If there are any strangers in Seaford, he'll know it."
"I think that's a wonderful idea," Barby called from the back seat.
Jan asked, "Who is Cap'n Mike?"
Barby immediately related the adventure of Smugglers' Reef, and the part the retired fishing skipper had played.
Cap'n Mike knew everything worth while about the town of Seaford. He would be a good check point not only for the town, but also for the summer colonies between Whiteside and Seaford. He often acted as a fishing guide for the summer tourists.
Rick checked the summer colonies from the air, although he had little expectation of seeing anything unusual.
Barby pointed down as they passed over one. "Look! Scotty, let me have the glasses."
Both boys turned quickly. "What do you see?" Scotty asked. He handed her the glasses.
"The gaudiest houseboat!" Barby exclaimed. "Jan, it's painted orange!"