Cowboy stood on the dock trying to finish his lunch while he watched Tag get the boat ready. “And why are we taking Ghost?” Tag sighed. “I’ve given this thing a lot of thought, and I think our best chance is to stick with our original story. We’re just a couple of kids who like to dive. When we worked for Davis and Spear we didn’t find anything. Now we’re going on with business as usual. Just in case, I’m taking Ghost because I don’t want him home alone.” The big dog barked as if in agreement and licked Tag’s face. “I still don’t like it.” Cowboy reluctantly stepped into the boat. “What if those guys who busted up the bait shack come after us out there?” “Those St. David’s bums don’t know these reefs as well as we do. They wouldn’t have a prayer if they tried to outmaneuver us.” Tag started the motor and headed out across the open water. “What are we going to do with the you-know-what in the yellow bag, which we supposedly didn’t find?”
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