Chapter 135 Renn, and the Turning of the Tide

The second boat was still a shape on the flat water when Pell grabbed my sleeve and said the thing that turned the next hour into a race.

"The report's on my uncle's boat tonight," he said, low and fast. "It came in at dusk. It's supposed to go out again on the dawn tide, to the next hull, that's h...

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