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Chapter 81 The Drowned Coast
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2026-06-19 00:15:14Six ways off this atoll, and five of them end in the water. I count them before the launch finishes scraping up the boat ramp, because counting is the only prayer my father ever taught me and old prayers die hard.
The sixth way out is the seaplane on the far pontoon, and the seaplane needs a pilot who is currently three feet to my left, pretending to check a fuel gauge while he watches me count. So.
Five ways out, and a man between me and the only good one. The drowned coast of
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