Fourteen
Saturday, April 23
Cocolí Locks, Panama Canal
Given Finn’s size, it took ten Marines to carry him in his sling to the waters of the lock. While he was being transported, Eva ran to the equipment locker and grabbed two sets of snorkel equipment. She was going in with her animals, and Sarah had indicated she would stay with them as well.
The Marines got Finn in the water just as Eva and Sarah finished gearing up. The two women jumped off the back of the well deck, and right away the ramp began to rise behind them.
“We have to get away from the ship,” Sarah said, taking the snorkel from her mouth. “Swim for the lock gates. Hurry.”
Eva looked ahead to see the lock gates opening for them. The canal ahead appeared empty of any ships. And she understood Sarah’s urgency. If another
