A light rain drizzled on the asphalt, glistening pink under a capsule of red light on the wall of a brick firehouse. They parked on the curb and watched pedestrians exiting Grant’s Tavern. It was a merry-looking place with colorful wreaths and white twinkling lights strung through shrubberies and...
Rolly King George, wearing only sunglasses and a pair of black swimming trunks, looked across the portside rail of his boat with powerful binoculars. His huge black arms were beginning to dry the chalky white of sea salt. One of several dive tanks was strapped to his buoyancy compensator and regu...