Sister smiled, and rolling up her sleeves, headed for Ryan and Leon.
We had a new type setter.
If Sibby survives the three of us ‘taking care of him’
he’ll survive the injuries he suffered at the hands of whoever was in the caves.
Sibby engaged Daisy’s full power and steered to get out of the way.
but the power boat turned toward us again, as we looked on in horror.
“What the heck? What we unearthed was a series of pitted
grayish humps laid out in a line, graduated in size.