Chapter 60: In too deep (LawMan)

[dakota]

"Good."Trevor said, sitting down on the floor," Now wake me when it's clear." His voice sounded drowsy.

The chopper was still circling, but moved higher up

[bones]

Long keeps a low profile lookout and then wakes up Trevor when they're gone.

[dakota]

After another twenty minutes, the helo headed back towards Miami. As he tried, Long found Trevor was extremely hard to wake, finally coming to but very groggy," Head's killing me. I think I might be a little concussed. Do you know how to drive one of those?" He wavered his arm towards the street bike, obviously fighting to stay awake.

[bones]

"Sorry. I only know about cars. Damn. We got to get you to a hospital." Seeing that Trevor is in real danger again, Long leaves him for a bit to look for a car.

[dakota]

" No hospital." Trevor said adamantly. " They'll ask too many questions. Just need somewheres I can crash out of sight long enough to get back on my feet. Away from here." Thinking for a moment, he looked at Long," There's a boat on the shore we can use once the helicopter bails. The motor is ...," he looked around," there, under the bench. It'll be slow, but better than walking."

[bones]

Once the chopper is gone, Long picks up Trevor. He carries him over and places him in the boat. The he goes back to get the motor and secures it to the aft end as best he can. He pushes the boat into the water and starts it up. Heading on a bearing that will take him back to town.

[dakota]

(ff a bit, )

It took a couple hours before there was any signs of life besides birds and the occasional gator. Trevor had drifted in and out of consciousness for the first bit, but seemed better this last time he had come to, or was at least coherent. " There's a small community up around the next bend or two. We should be able to borrow a car there or something. might be better to hide the boat and walk in, just in case."

The way Trevor talked, he was sounding more and more like a criminal.

[bones]

When he's able to reach the nearest dock Long moors to the piling.
"Stay here. I'm going to see what we can use to get out of here."
Long heads to the nearest house trying to stay out of sight until he can get to the front door.

[dakota]

Trevor chuckled," I'm not going anywheres yet." He tried to make himself comfortable down in the hull.

Long soon finds the collection of buildings were more a shanty town for fishermen out on the glades than anything. The first house didn't have any signs of life, but the second obviously did as an older man bellowed across the dirt road from his porch," What da'ell you doin' over dere?"

[bones]

"Good day, Sir. My name is Long Fu. I am a police officer. I have an emergency. Do you or anyone around here have a telephone?"

[dakota]

" You don' look like no cop, dere Bruce." Said the old timer, spitting a mouth full of tobacco juice over the railing. "You wanna phone, you pay ta use it like evryone else come tru, on da pay phone down at da bait shop."

[bones]

"Thank you, sir."
Long runs off towards the direction the old man indicated for the bait shop.

[dakota]

At the end of the row of buildings on the water side, Long found Merv' Bait and Coffee Shop, though in it's condition it was hard to tell from the other buildings. There was a pay phone, but it was currently being used by a man large enough that he barely fit in the booth.

[bones]

"Excuse me, sir. I have a police emergency. I need to use this phone immediately. I must call 911."

[dakota]

The man in the phone booth turned around to look at Long. His gravy stained Jabba the Hutt tee shirt was two sizes too small, and so were the sunglasses he wore. Then he spoke in an almost comedic high toned voice that did not befit the man, Ain't no cops out here and they don't come out here. You'd be wastin your quarter, now run along, little man."