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while Jim talked, then he hung up.
    He turned to Nikki who was working on the books. He pulled her away and started kissing her, blazing a trail down to the swell of her breasts. Next stop was the bedroom.
    By the time they finished making love, it was 5:30. They headed back down the dock to the Pipefitter. No one was on deck so they knocked on the side of the boat until Patrick appeared. The rest of the crew came up top, all wearing t-shirts and shorts.
    One of the girls asked, “Do you want sardines or chips or something? You can have anything on the table except the donuts.” Her statement sent her friends into fits of laughter and she threw the box of donuts away.
    They settled around the table and started drinking vodka like it was water. After four or five drinks, they decided to go to dinner together, at a fish place, of course, where they had more drinks with the food. It was after two in the morning by the time they got back to the dock. Amid much laughter, they weaved their way to the Pipefitter for a night cap, but they were met by two sheriff’s deputies coming down the dock.
    “How long have you been here?” one deputy asked.
    “I’m the owner of the marina, and we’ve been here a long time.” Nikki replied.
    “Have you seen anything unusual from the dock?” the second deputy asked.
    “Just some nude people,” Nikki said, trying to keep a straight face, but failed when her new friends broke into another bout of laughter.
    “What about the 42-foot scarab called Top Dog?” The deputies took turns asking questions.
    “It’s been here four or five years. It goes out on weekends and they come back real drunk and nude. In fact, here he is,” Nikki said and pointed to Glenn. The laughter got louder and longer.
    The deputies seemed okay with her answer. “Be careful now,” they said and headed toward the parking lot.
    Nikki and Glenn joined Captain Patrick and his cohorts for a nightcap, after which they returned to Nikki’s apartment where they took up where they’d left off earlier in the afternoon. They made long sweet love and held each other until the morning light crept over the marina. They fell asleep satisfied, content and in love.
     

 
     
     
    CHAPTER 5
     
    Glenn woke first and turned on the TV to see if there was any news on the DEA boat. It was just more of the same, so he called Jim but decided not to tell him about the cops on the dock looking for the boat that got away.
    “Jim, it’s me, are you okay?” Glenn asked.
    “I couldn’t sleep all night,” Jim replied.
    “Now be cool, Jim. The only one who can give you up is me or you, remember that. Only you can give yourself up,” he emphasized, “so calm down and keep quiet. Be cool, okay? I’ll talk to you in person in the next couple of days.” He hung up and headed for his place, where  he showered, and changed to go to his storage locker in town to see if anything was there that could put him in the business. If so, he would have to get rid of it.
    Satisfied that nothing in his storage locker could implicate him in any sort of illegal activities, he went back to the dock and down to his boat. He caught sight of the “Major” on the dock, who was acting normal and on his way to his car.
    Patrick, the captain of the Pipefitter, and one of the girls were walking over to his boat with drinks in their hands.
    “Well, this looks sexy and very fast,” Patrick said.
    “I don’t know about sexy, but it is fast,” Glenn replied.
    “Let’s go out,” Patrick said.
    “No! I need some hair of the dog,” Glenn said firmly.
    “So what’ll it be?” Patrick asked.
    “Whisky’s fine,” Glenn replied.
    Patrick went to make him a drink, and when he came back with it, the five of them walked down to Nikki’s office and demanded she quit work for the day and have a drink on Patrick’s boat where they turned on some music and started to drink and dance. In about an hour or so, Patrick broke out some cocaine. Everyone did