Chapter Six
Once they cleared the stone breakwater they were clear of the artificial harbor and were quickly bobbing like a cork in the ocean swells. The ocean really began to undulate and the sail boat rocked side to side as it moved up and down over the swells.
Sax gripped the rail on the side of the boat with both hands. Her heart pounded in her ears.
Her body trembled and the knuckles of her hands turned white. I am so going to die.
Bryce steered the sail boat’s bow into the waves that, as far as Sax was concerned, should have alerted the coastal Tsunami emergency network, but were probably classified as a light chop.
At least that’s what the television weather man on channel three always said. The perfectly coiffed blond weather guy hadn’t uttered the word Tsunami in her thir
