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7 Standing on the dock, looking out over the bay at Rockdale, Janine swore softly. For days, she had been trying to obtain clearance from an Aquafoods supervisor to accompany a crew on a trawler run. I have to see the seaweed! she thought, her interviews of witnesses yielding no new information. In the week she had been here, two more trawlers had been attacked. After witnessing the horrifying attack on trawler and suborbital on their way in to Rockdale, Janine and Randall had heard rumors from crewmembers they'd interviewed that trawlers were quietly being issued flame throwers. Two days after their arrival on Rockdale, a trawler off the coast of Gosford had been attacked by the seaweed as its container was being lifted by a suborbital, and the trawler crew had fought off the seaweed w