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AUTHOR’S POV AT THE DOCK A tense silence hung in the air as the Draytons and the women stared each other down, both sides filled with unspoken threats. Finally, Silas Senior broke the silence, his voice cold and calculated. "You are going to pay for the cost of getting the merman to the dock, as well as his medical bills." Silas Junior turned to his father, shock etched across his face. But before he could voice his objection, Senior motioned for the women to follow him. The group moved through the dimly lit corridors until they reached the room where Oceanus lay recuperating. The woman’s eyes widened at the sight of the merman, his majestic form marred by wounds. However, with the Draytons' burning gazes, they couldn't marvel for long. They needed to take him and get him out. “What