Seawater rushed down my collar. The cold gripped my chest. My life jacket quickly brought me back to the surface.
I gasped for air, surrounded by wind and shouting, but a drifting rope had tangled around my right foot. I couldn't get away from the edge of the floating dock.
"Erin, look at me!"
Simon's voice came from ahead. I struggled to turn and saw him approaching along the secured line. He didn't tell me to reach out and grab blindly. He kept reminding me to float on my back.
I did as he said, slowly bringing the panic under control. But another wave lifted the far end of the dock. A broken metal brace swung toward my shoulder.
Someone caught it from the side. It was Luca.
He'd been standing on a maintenance step one level down. Now half his body was in the water as he forced the
