the view from the pilothouse commands 360 degrees as radar and gps navigation displays glow. murphy, the ship's master, pilots the boat. he is 48, at sea all his adult life, and most of the rest, a fact written on his face and one that every crewman who's ever worked for him has been willing to bet his life on. a walkie-talkie crackles awake.
murphy slowly throttles up, moving the boat forward. he turns to see as the chimera drops back behind them.
murphy holds the helm steady as the chimera recedes.
murphy holds the throttle.
murphy eases forward on the throttle, picking up speed.
murphy smiles as he looks back at the chimera following behind.
greer shoves the throttle back.
murphy opens the door, stopping dead in his tracks. a beat. he steps forward, crossing to the corner.