Elliot had to shower at the boat shack the university owned down at the docks to service the two large cutters that served as ocean going classrooms for the school. They were gone at the moment the Savanna up at the Grand banks studying the fishery and it's troubling rate of decline. Her sister ship the Numa was in Barbados working a sunken ship thought to be an English warship named the "Terror" which had been sunk by an American Privateer named the "The Faithful" in 1813. Elliot would have loved to have gone with the Numa but was still busy with her study of the disaster's effect on the life in the bay for her Masters as well as curiosity.

Once she'd washed up Elliot sat down and labeled her samples and put them away, some she'd do the work on and others would need to go to the state fish an game labs. She enjoyed her chosen field but now found herself distracted by her alter ego and demands on her time. Her worst problem was that she'd found that as a volunteer crime fighter as she euphemisticlly called herself she had new expenses.

Night Vision Goggles, her neoprene suits, Cameras that could be used to gather evidence and extend her range of eyesight among numerous other things that helped her. She had find creative ways of earning extra money and had resorted lately to being a pet finder. She had a good record for finding lost pets so long as they were still alive and sometimes even took in some cash.

She thought "Carter would laugh his rear off if he knew" 

Eli couldn't help herself, even when they put down they'd pay $2,000 or $200 a lot of these people couldn't really afford it, they just wanted the pet back. 

"Oh well good vibes are as good as money" she giggled as she finished up her work