His eyes opened.
“Do I get the boat back?” •
“Sure, if they don’t sink her.”
“Sink her? They’ll never see her.”
His optimism made me feel good.
“She that fast?”
“Fastest boat on the coast. Fate was kind to you, sending you to me.”
“I guess so. So you’ll trade?”
He grinned. “I don’t want to, but I’ll trade. I never did like that buzzard Herrick anyway.”
“Sure this is your boat?” I asked.