"I'll try to borrow a car," Rick said. "Think Jerry will lend us his, Scotty?"
"If he isn't using it. If he is, maybe we can borrow Gus's."
Scotty walked to the stern of the launch and untied the line that held it to the pier. Rick loosed the bow line, then jumped into the pilot's seat. As he did so, he sat on a sheet of paper. He had left no paper on the seat. He rescued it and turned it over. There was a message on the back, printed in pencil in huge block letters. Its content sent a sudden shiver through him. He beckoned to Scotty and handed it to him. "Looks like someone can read enough to get our home port off the stern of the launch."
Scotty scanned it rapidly, then whistled softly. For Cap'n Mike's benefit, he read it aloud.
KEEP OUT OF THIS. KEEP OUT OF SEAFORD AND STAY AWAY FROM SHANNON. STAY AT SPINDRIFT WHERE YOU BELONG. YOU'LL GET HURT IF YOU DON'T.
Scotty's face took on an injured expression. "To read that," he complained, "you'd think we weren't wanted here!"