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CHAPTER
56
DEVINE LATER DROVE TO PUTNAMHarbor and looked around. The air was a little warmer today and the skies clear. The salt air smells filled his lungs as he watched men work on the few boats still docked here. And another man was taking a dinghy stacked with lobster traps out to one of the moored vessels.
He looked over when someone called out to him. It was the same man that Devine had falsely accused of being a government informant his first night here.
“Hey, dude, how’s it going?” said the man, walking over. “Name’s Phil Cooper, by the way, folks call me Coop.”
“Okay, Coop, I’m Travis. I saw you on a lobster boat leaving out of here a few mornings back.”
“You must’ve been up real early then,” said Cooper with a grin.
“I thought you would have been out to sea today,” noted Devine.
Cooper’s grin faded. “Damn motor on the boat burned out. I told the owner he needed to get the thing overhauled. He said that costs money. Well, so does having your boat sitting over there and not being able to catch lobster.”
“Can you get on with another boat while his is down?”
“Probably can, tomorrow at least. Thin crews these days. Not many guys want to take up the trade. Some captains go out by themselves now. Backbreaking work, and the money ain’t what it used to be.”
“Earl Palmer was telling me that, too.”
“Damn shame about Earl. Heard he hung himself. Shit. I mean, I know he was depressed about Bertie. But still, he had Annie. He had friends. Now I wish I had spent more time with him. Gone by to see him, shoot the shit about the old days. Drink some beers with him.”
“We all have regrets like that, Coop. Hey, got a question.”
“Okay, Travis, fire away.”
“That night outside the bar? Dak left before I did, and he passed you and your friends. I’d seen him give a high sign to an old guy to leave his stool so I could sit down. Did Dak by any chance give you boys the sign to come after me?”
This query wiped the smile right off Coop’s face. “Look, I don’t want to get in no trouble with a fed.”
“You won’t, because you just answered my question. Now I’ve got another one.”
“Okay,” said Cooper warily.
“What would a boat be doing out in the middle of the night with a smaller boat lowered off that, and heading to shore where it could beach and then offload something?”
“Where the hell did you see that?” asked a startled Cooper.
Devine told him the general location. The other man slowly shook his head. “I don’t know. Nothing to do with lobster fishing or oyster farming, I can tell you that. Maybe it was the government. Coast Guard?”
“I thought about that and looked it up. There’s a Coast Guard station at Boothbay Harbor, but they have a thousand-square-mile area of responsibility along the coast that ends far to the south of here.”
Cooper scratched his head. “Yeah, that’s right.”
“There’s another Coast Guard station in South Portland. It’s part of Sector Northern New England. It covers multiple states, works with Homeland Security, performs search and rescues, and helps keep the maritime lanes running smooth. My people can check in with them to see if they had an op in the area, but it really didn’t look like that to me.”
Cooper glanced out to the water. “You think somebody might be smuggling stuff in?”
“I don’t know. I guess it’s possible.” Devine looked out at the water, too, and a question occurred to him. “What can you tell me about Wilbur Kingman’s boat going down?”
“Really tragic. Hell, come to think,Earlwas on that boat when it sank. He and Wilbur worked together for decades.”
“I know. How exactly did it happen?”
Cooper sat down on a bench and said, “It was a real foggy morning. Couldn’t see a foot in front of you. Most boats didn’t even head out, but Wilbur knew these waters like nobody else. At least we thought he did.”
