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Rita before it was too late. Particularly since neither of
them thought to pack provisions. While there were some emergency provisions on
board, they hoped they wouldn’t have to break into them. At the speed they were
going, assuming they had plotted a similar path, they hoped to catch sight of
the other boat in less than an hour.
     
    As they cruised in silence, Drake kept checking the radar
and comparing the boats to the information they had on Tucker’s yacht. About 40
minutes later, Drake flagged Jared to slow down. Handing him the binoculars, he
pointed toward 10 o’clock. “Look.” As Jared looked, he said a silent prayer of
thanks. Sitting idle in the water was none other than the Lovely Rita.
     
    “Why aren’t they moving,” he asked.
     
    “No idea, but I’m letting the Coast Guard know.”
     
    “Can they hear us on the radio?” He asked as he indicated
the other boat.
     
    Nodding his head, “Probably.”
     
    “Well then wait. Let’s get closer. Keep looking for signs
of life.”
     
    As Jared shift into low, he continued toward the boat
hoping they weren’t too late. Drake scanned the other boat as they got closer,
but could find no signs of life. “I wonder why they stopped,” he mused aloud.
     
    “No idea and don’t care.”
     
    As they came in alongside, Drake reached out to tie the
two boats together. As both men prepared to step on board, a loud scream was
heard from below deck. Before either man could react, Casey leaped off the boat
and went crashing into the cabin. Scuffling was heard followed by more screams,
but this time from a man. As the men leaped on board, they ran into the cabin.
Jared leaped down the steps to find Rita and another woman while a bloodied
Tucker rolled around on the floor fighting off Casey. Whistling at her, Casey
backed off growling as Drake pointed a gun at Tucker. Grabbing blankets off the
bunk, Jared quickly covered both women. Looking at Rita, “Are you ok?” At
Rita’s nod, he looked to Drake, “Got this?”
     
    “Oh, yea.”
     
    Jared quickly mounted the steps and went for the radio. A
mayday call with GPS coordinates assured him that the Coast Guard was on its
way. Before he went downstairs, he found the tools that Tucker had laid out.
Grabbing cable ties, he went back downstairs.
     
    “Coast Guard is on its way,” he said to everyone in the
room. Marching toward Tucker, he grabbed the man by the arm and flipped him
over on his stomach.
     
    “Hey,” Tucker whined. “I’m injured here.”
     
    Kneeling painfully on Tucker’s legs, Jared used the cable
ties to hog tie Tucker before he turned back to Rita. Kneeling in front of her,
he carefully removed the choke chain before kissing her lightly all over her
face. “I was so worried,” Jared started to say, but Rita had thrown herself
into his arms as she began to sob. At the same time, Drake went over to the
other woman who was decidedly in worse shape.
     
    “Are you Gretchen Hawkins,” asked Drake. At Greta’s nod,
he knelt down beside her. “A great many people will be very happy to see you
again.” At that, Greta dropped her head and cried quietly. “Why don’t we get
these two upstairs,” said Drake as he lifted her up in his arms. Following
suit, both men carefully carried the two women upstairs, leaving Tucker down
below. They set them gingerly on the couch as Drake went in search of drinking
water. Coming back with several bottles, he opened two and handed them to the
women who drank greedily. Hugging Rita tightly to him, Jared had to fend off
the advances of a worried dog as Casey pushed impatiently against him to get
closer to Rita. As Rita stuck a hand out from the blanket, Casey laid her head
in her lap and licked it.
     
    As they waited for the Coast Guard, both men kept a
watchful eye on the women while Tucker, who was a bit more worse for wear
thanks to some well-placed kicks and punches, was locked up where they had left
him. Having waited to tell their stories,