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“And the bad?”

“I’m only ninety percent sure the torpedoes aren’t down there”

Reht it over for a o together—and in spectacular fashion”

Sa and rechecking their placeles, and the anchor points for the three ratchet blocks, which they’d spread out in a fan shape along the bank, each secured to the base of a full-grown tree Sam had hooked the other ends to the Molch’s bow cleat, around the entry hatch, and then around the propeller shaft

Twice during their preparations they again heard the rurass to their vantage point overlooking the river The first boat turned out to be a father and son trolling for pike The second boat, just fiveback upriver toward Snow Hill As before, they slowed at thewhile one of the others knelt on the bow and scanned the ith binoculars After ten minutes of this they disappeared around the bend Sam and Remi waited another five ot back to work

Even with the sub full of air, rolling her was going to take just the right aht way Sa the force vectors and buoyancy variables until certain they were as ready as they were going to get

“We’ll know as soon as it slides off the logs,” Sa the hatch will just flood it If it floats, we’re still in the game”

They rehearsed their plan one more time, then took up their positions, Sam at the center ratchet block, Remi on the stern block

“Ready?” Sam called

“Ready”

“As soon as you see it drop off the logs, start cranking”

“Shall do”

Sa slowly on the ratchet, one every second or so, listening to the line thru of steel Thirty seconds and forty cranks later there ca sound fro in slowtoward them

There was another s beneath the keel cracking He felt a faint shudder beneath his feet, then the line went slack

“Go, Remi, fast as you can!”