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Chapter 12

Dan drove the Zodiac, while Beckett perched in the front, scanning, searching, occasionally calling, “Luna! Luna!”

He thought he’d see her boards, tied up in the water, possibly dragged up a little way, although he wasn’t sure. He wondered if Waterfolk would hide their boards while they were on land and wished he knew anything, anything at all. He called “Luna!” As the Zodiac sped buzzing around the rocky outcropping of a small island. Dan slowed down as they putted close, scanning the beach. Beckett cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled, “Luna!” again.