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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?"

She moved closer to where I stood at the wheel, turned toward the stern and loosened her life vest, then raised her slicker and shirt. Her rib cage, between her breast and her hip, was covered with blood. I reached out and said, "Steady." I felt for the wound and was relieved to discover that it was indeed a graze running along the lower rib. The gash was deep, but had not exposed the bone.

Let's see. Come here.

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

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

She said, "Funny.... I didn't realize I was hit... then I felt this warm... It's okay though... just a graze."

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."

I knew you'd ask that. Trust me.

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

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

She thought a moment, then said, "In other words, we're not chasing him anymore. He's chasing us-out into the open water."

Let's see. Come here.

I knew you'd ask that. Trust me.

She thought a moment, then said, "In other words, we're not chasing him anymore. He's chasing us-out into the open water."

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."

Beth? What's the matter? I could see her left hand moving over her rain slicker and she winced. She brought her hand out and it was covered in blood. She said, "Damn...."

She moved closer to where I stood at the wheel, turned toward the stern and loosened her life vest, then raised her slicker and shirt. Her rib cage, between her breast and her hip, was covered with blood. I reached out and said, "Steady." I felt for the wound and was relieved to discover that it was indeed a graze running along the lower rib. The gash was deep, but had not exposed the bone.

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

Beth folded her chart. "Right." She glanced back over her shoulder and said, "He's got us outgunned and outboated."

That's what I told you.

Let's see. Come here.

Beth? What's the matter? I could see her left hand moving over her rain slicker and she winced. She brought her hand out and it was covered in blood. She said, "Damn...."

She said, "Funny.... I didn't realize I was hit... then I felt this warm... It's okay though... just a graze."

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

Beth folded her chart. "Right." She glanced back over her shoulder and said, "He's got us outgunned and outboated."

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