Romancing a Stalker (Chapter 7, page 1 of 8)


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Chapter 7

Arflin did not stop to think, but he was sailing in treacherous waters where pirates and smugglers often sailed. They would rob him and take whatever he had. They would think nothing of murdering him and then toss him overboard to let the sharks dispose of his body.

Yachters are warned about this part of the Caribbean and to use extreme caution when sailing here.

Arflin continued sailing that afternoon until he was sure he was out of Columbian waters. He reefed the sails. He had not taken the time to really look the boat over before he purchased it. He let the boat drift while he gave it the once over. Stowed in the forward cabin was a twelve gauge shotgun with a box of double ought shotgun shells. He was sure the man that sold him the boat must have forgotten he left it aboard. In a drawer in the galley was a sailing manual. Arflin knew this would come in handy and took it up on deck to glance through it. He learned how to rig a sea anchor and secured the boat for the night. He loaded the shotgun just to be on the safe side. The salt sea air had parched his throat and he was ready for some fresh water. The fact that the water was room temperature did not bother Arflin at all. Later that evening he opened a can of Vienna sausage and some saltine crackers and had that for dinner.

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