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datatime: 2022-11-26 16:38:40 Author:LdKefxAK

I looked off to our right front and saw a faint blinking light.

Good enough. I glanced at her and said, "Nice shooting back there."

Why not? I cut back on the throttles and the Formula settled down a little. I said to Beth, "Actually, I like it this way. Now I know for sure where he is and where he's going." I added, "I'd rather deal with him on land. We'll meet him on Plum Island."

You upset his aim. You may also have hit him.

Good enough. I glanced at her and said, "Nice shooting back there."

She replied, "I have nine left in this magazine and a full magazine of fifteen in my pocket."

Not sure ...

I looked quickly toward her. "What's the matter?"

Are you... are you sure ...?

She replied, "I have nine left in this magazine and a full magazine of fifteen in my pocket."

Good enough. I glanced at her and said, "Nice shooting back there."

I glanced at the chart, which was lit by the faint glow of a reading light on the dashboard. I said, "There's no way I can navigate this boat in this storm through these narrow channels. The only place I can get into is Greenport or maybe Dering, and Freddie's between us and those harbors."

Good enough. I glanced at her and said, "Nice shooting back there."

I was literally speechless.

You upset his aim. You may also have hit him.

Beth found the plastic-coated chart on the deck and unfolded it on the dashboard. She pointed and said, "That must be Long Beach Bar Lighthouse over there."

She continued, "If we head to the left of the lighthouse, we may be able to see some channel markers that will lead us to East Marion or Orient. We can dock someplace, and call the Coast Guard or the security people on Plum Island and alert them to the situation."

Correct. I set a course that would take us to the right of the lighthouse out into Gardiners Bay, which in turn would put us on a course to Plum Island. I asked her, "How many rounds do you have left?"

Beth found the plastic-coated chart on the deck and unfolded it on the dashboard. She pointed and said, "That must be Long Beach Bar Lighthouse over there."

That's what I told you.

Are you... are you sure ...?

I was literally speechless.

Well ... you could say we're leading him into a trap.

Well ... you could say we're leading him into a trap.

Correct. I set a course that would take us to the right of the lighthouse out into Gardiners Bay, which in turn would put us on a course to Plum Island. I asked her, "How many rounds do you have left?"

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