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Then she turns and walks out the door with the handsome rescuer, leaving me with my possible kidnappers.

I sigh, my shoulders slumping. What a day…

Wendy sidles up next to me, pressing her thumb to her full lips. “I wouldn’t have believed it if I didn’t see it with my own eyes.”

“That was definitely a siren, right?” Michael or John asks.

“They both were,” the other replies.

“Land sirens?” Smee says, nervously. “What else will they come up with?”

I want to know what these four quacks are coming up with.

“It’s a good thing you brought us landside, Captain,” Wendy says, moving too close for my comfort. I shuffle back a step, clearing my throat. “Looks like we have some sirens to catch.”