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

I was literally speechless.

Yeah.... I can feel where it passed through....

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."

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

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...."

I was literally speechless.

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

Let's see. Come here.

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

I knew you'd ask that. Trust me.

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?"

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

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.

That's what I told you.

I knew you'd ask that. Trust me.

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."

That's what I told you.

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

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."

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...."

I knew you'd ask that. Trust me.

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