“Shit!” his words exploded. “What do we do now?”
“Keep your voice down,” Cam warned. They could hear shouting and running feet as the gunfire above them continued. “Stay low. We have to get into the shadows under the wharf. That’s our only chance.” They were near the bow. Cam could see a police boat approaching at high speed, its searchlight scanning the yacht. “Take a deep breath. Try to stay underwater until you’re around the bow and under the wharf. If you come up between the boat and the wharf, they’ll see you and we’ll be dead.”