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Warheads & Hammerheads
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Warheads & Hammerheads
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CHAPTER 2

Warheads & Hammerheads

 

Police lights flashed brilliant colors on our faces as everyone watched The Rapture approach the dock. But, someone on shore fumbled and dropped a mooring line. Then, another line hooked on, but failed to hold fast and fell into the water. The Rapture glided out of control in front of the baffled crowd who broke out in Oohs! and Aahs! as she scraped hard against a concrete piling. Accusations about the speed and screwing up were exchanged. “Captain Briefly” ran off the bridge screaming ugly things at the crew.

Gun turned and smiled like he knew something but wouldn’t want to talk about it. Instead, he inquired, “So, Caleb, what was that you wanted to find out about sharks?”

Turning away from the accident scene, I replied, “How do you know which sharks are dangerous?”

“No whiskers,” old Jim butted in again.

“Long and slender. Very high tail,” added Gun. “But I really knew I was in trouble when I saw those white fin tips.”

“White tips, never good.” Carl laughed in a half-snorting way.

Killis tightened his lips in disapproval and descended the stairs into the main cabin like he was making a statement about not being interested. He had a wide forehead and a sharp rim of hair trimmed up in the front like a shield.

“So, white tips means they’re killers?” I asked.

“These were man-eaters,” Gun replied like there was a big difference. “I should say man-biters. Once they get the taste.”

“They’re everywhere.” Carl grinned my way and put on a cap with a Hammerhead shark logo. “You get used to it.”

The shaved-head man was serious. If I was going to do this diving I’d run into sharks, and my adrenaline pumped at the actual vision of it.

Gun smiled. “Relax, Caleb,” he said. “I have a spear.”

“What if you’re a second late? Or you don’t get a good kill shot? I’m dead.”

“Nah, you don’t die right away!” Spurts of laughter rolled out from Carl’s large mouth. “Gun always misses his kill shots! Don’t forget that guy last year, you know the one!”

“He’s just messing with your head,” Gun told me and smiled again.



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