The mid-afternoon sun beat down from a cloudless sky, the small waves of the Caribbean Ocean shattering the golden light into sparkling shards. Without a breeze, it would have been brutally hot. But there was a breeze, blowing from the east—from the landward side—carrying with it the sweet-fresh smell of tropical flowers and verdant forest. The fourteen-meter powerboat—the Out of the Shadows —swung easily at anchor, a kilometer off the west coast of the island of Saint Lucia.