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I dug the SAT phone out of my back pocket. “Take this. Do you remember how to read the coordinates like I showed you?”
She nodded and took the phone.
“Call Bastian. Tell him we’re going to need a pickup.”
“Should I call the Coast Guard? Or whatever it is for the water?”
“If I can’t get this patch to work, we’ll call a mayday in to the marina.”
She looked over my shoulder. “Patch? That?”
I laughed. “Welcome to boating life. We won’t sink, don’t worry.” I dragged her in for a quick hard kiss. “Stay on the damn boat.”
“Okay,” she whispered and backed away.
I just hoped it was enough to hold us for help.
CHAPTER 26
CILLA
My teeth chatteredas I slogged through the rapidly rising water.
Patch?
I couldn’t imagine how we weren’t going to sink with all the water coming in.
What the hell had happened?
I’d felt the boat list and a loud sound before it evened back out.
Had someone hit us?
I hurried up the stairs and out to the bridge deck. There was a boat headed our way with two women and two men waving me to the side to talk to them.
I should stay back.
Locke said to stay away from anyone other than him.
They were all in their twenties.
“Are you taking on water?” One yelled out.
“He’s trying to patch it,” I shouted back.
The boat glided up to the side of us. “Does he need help?”
The blond guy was poised to jump.
“No!” I held up my hands. “I think we’re going to be okay, but if you want to just...stay there for a few minutes to make sure?”
“We can do that.” The girl looked from me to her crew mate. “We’re here for the regatta. You too?”
I nodded. “Just a spectator.” I held up the SAT phone. “I need to call our friends.”
The girl nodded. “We’ll just stick by you.”
“Thanks.”
