Bingo! I got my right hand free. And I figured the next time I got dunked if I thrust my legs up as I hit the water I might be able to slip the chain off the stevedore’s hook. But that meant getting dunked one more time. That shouldn’t be difficult.
“You know, Cal, I’ve never considered myself a visionary or a seer, but I’m going to try my hand at it. Get your affairs in order. I’ll make a prediction that you’ll be dead before this night’s over.”
“You first,” Cal said, motioning for the goon to drop me…