LOCAL The body hit the water with a splash and the chains wrapped around it took it instantly out of sight. Lake walked from the pier back to the van and sat down in the passenger seat. They were parked on the shoreline, just east of the south part of the Golden Gate, near the point where Lake had come ashore the previous week after spoiling the gassing plot. It was a calm place, the only sounds that of foghorns off to the west and the gentle lap of water on the shore. The Coast Guard Station was farther up the shore, well lit, but otherwise looking very quiet.Lake took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it, ignoring Araki’s look of distaste. Lake inhaled deeply, then let out a cloud of smoke. “Okay, so we’re here together,” he said, “but I still don’t know whether you are who you say you are and even if you are who you say you are, whether I ought to be sitting here with you.”“I understand your concerns.” Araki said. “I have similar concerns. I do not know if you are truly an agent of your government and, if you are, whether I should also be sitting here with you.”“I don’t give a fuck about your concerns,”
