Sixty-Three
Saturday, May 28
Offshore from Kānoa Fishpond, Moloka‘i
Thomas couldn’t believe how fast everything had happened. They were just closing in on the Tesoro when the mo‘o appeared, attacked the boat, and swallowed Julian whole. One moment they were chasing the madman, the next moment they were pitying him his gruesome death.
Mel exchanged his Ruger rifle for his Legend Heavy Sporter, and aimed it at the beast. Axel was on the radio calling for backup, and Jose stood at Eva’s laptop, repetitively played the wait whistle over the hydrophone, trying to keep the dolphins, who seemed intent on attacking the monster, at bay.
Mel had sighted in on the dragon and was just about to shoot when the Belassis at the fishpond peeled off between them and the Tesoro, heading out toward the o
