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Buddy looked north and saw additional MS-13 soldiers running along the edge of the water. They were shooting, and at first Buddy thought they were targeting the boat, but then he saw the splashes where the bullets were hitting the water, halfway between the shore to the north and the Citacea. He searched the water until he saw him.
“There he is!” Buddy shouted.
The other three on the boat looked out and saw the dark spot in the water, like the hump of the Loch Ness Monster, arms laboriously slapping the surface in an attempt to swim.
The first shots hit the bow a moment later. The hull shuddered, and Buddy wondered whether the rounds could pierce the carbon fiber and sink them.
“We’ve got to leave!” Olney shouted, scrambling to the flying bridge.
“We’re not leaving my father!” Diamond yelled. They were the first words she’d managed since the cell.
“Too late, we gotta go!” Olney shouted. More gunshots rang out, and Olney revved the Citacea’s engines. Cicero scrambled up to the flying bridge. From there, he had a good look at the two groups of Soh’s men on the shore; one shooting at the Citacea, and the other taking aim at Cormack.
“We’re going to pick him up!” Cicero shouted at Olney.
Olney shook his head. “We can’t do it!” he said. “We draw five feet, and the water he’s in is too shallow! We’ll run aground!”
“We’re going to pick him up,” Cicero said again. “I don’t care how shallow the water is.” He pushed Olney aside and took control of the boat. Olney considered pushing back, but realized to do so would put him in graver danger than dealing with the gunshots coming from the shore. “Get down on the deck and help pull him in!” Cicero ordered. Olney paused for only a second before he headed back down the ladder.
“This is insane,” he said to Buddy and Diamond.
“We’re not leaving my father,” Diamond repeated simply.
Gunshots rang out again, and the three of them fell to their knees to take shelter. “We’re gonna be killed!” Olney shouted.
“Maybe,” Buddy agreed. “But they’re right, we’re not leaving Cormack behind.” He poked his head up above the side of the boat. “He’s about twenty yards to port!” he shouted up to Cicero at the helm.
“I’ve got him!” Cicero responded. “They’re getting closer to him! I’m gonna swing in between him and the shore to cut them off! Get to the stern and get ready to pull him on board!”
Cicero gunned the engines, and the Citacea shot forward. Buddy scrambled to the rear of the boat, keeping his eyes on Cormack.