An older man and his son hosed down a snazzy-looking fishing boat. Sun streamed through wispy pink clouds across the silver-blue ocean surface. Perfect day for a dive.
“Where are they?”
I looked at my phone. 6:40. “They’re just late.”
We got out of the car and walked. I looked at several boats. Noah Genda, Valium, Day Tripper. I smiled.
“This must be the boat,” I said. It was the only one with a dive platform on back. Atlantis.
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