They motored in close to the dock, engine on low so as to make the least possible noise. There weren’t any zombies visible, but you never know…
“There’s a seventy-footer. Duchess of Doubt… what a name. Check her out, we might just upgrade if she’s worthy.”
“Lot of rooms. Yacht like that, might have had crew—”
“Take Kip with you. He can cover you with the speargun. Even if she looks good, bag any canned food… just in case you get interrupted.”
“Got it.”
Caroline was feeling cramped with ten aboard. The Duchess would make life at sea more bearable…
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