Shark Bay 4 A novel

When another Great White Shark terrorizes the town of Shark Bay, near New York, fisherman Ellison Grange, decides to prevent more attacks before it's too late.

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6. Shark Bay-Part Five-Section 2

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Davison Clearwater glanced at the Native American statues. He bowed at the woman who was standing near the figure and prayed. "No one's here. They've left their home", she sighed. Davison shook his head; he shook the sand from his feet. "I was in the water, Aunt Rita. And there was a rip. I swam away before I was in too much danger". She nodded. By 1:00 PM, she glided towards the water as the bright sun shone in the darkened sky. "The God's are angry", Aunt Rita said in an ominous tone. "Why? Have we disgraced them?", Davison asked. "Yes; yes, Davison. We have been weak; we have known the sharks would rebel against us. Tenemos que dar la espalda a los dioses; tenemos que dar la espalda a ellos antes de la muerte llega para todos nosotros​", Aunt Rita said in rapid Spanish. Davison, who attended the Spanish school in Shark Bay, nodded. He looked around. Suddenly he hoped the Gods wouldn't be casting their fury over the town; suddenly he remembered his friends were going swimming this afternoon after school was over. "La muerte es la muerte, la Tía Rita. Quiero decir, no ha habido ningún ataque por un largo tiempo"​. She walked towards him. She hugged him. And smiled. "Voy a estar en casa antes de las 7:00 PM, la Tía Rita​". Davison smiled. She walked in her Native American dress, and decorative shoes on her feet. She nodded, then she kissed him gently, and headed to the reservation which was several miles away from Shark Bay.

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Zara Rhodes smiled at her friends. They had skipped school so that they could see the shark; they were eager to think that something that was huge was a monster who couldn't be controlled by Mankind. She saw Elizabeth Shears, her best friend, was dressed in her winter clothes. "Ich bin erschrocken, Elizabeth​", she said in German. Zara stared at her Bonn-born friend who emigrated to America when she was five with her parents. "Sie haben nicht Angst zu sein; Sie wissen, ich schütze sie​". Zara walked to the pier. Sailors were boarding their ships, and boats, that were moored in the ancient looking docks that had been around since the late nineteen fifties, a decade after the end of World War II in April of 1945. Zara saw Chase Adamson was with Race Diamond. They smiled at them. "Hey, Zara! Elizabeth! It's kind of low, you know, when Miss West gave us English homework to do. But, because of the shark issue, no one gives a damn", Chase said. Race, (who was named because of his car racing father was Race Diamond, Senior), smiled at them. "We're going to Ellis Island on the three o'clock PM ferry. Can you two make it?", Chase asked the teenage girls. "Yes, we need ferry tickets", Zara answered. "Wir haben die Fähre Tickets haben, Chase", Elizabeth said. "Good. Because it'll be the thrill of a lifetime", Race interjected. And they laughed, and headed to pier 33, where the ferry was docked.

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Amie felt her I-phone beep.

"Hello".

"It's Brenda. Can we look over the designs for the Winter Festival?", she asked her. Amie nodded. 

"Yes, Ellison is on patrol", she answered.

"Is he? I was concerned about the Killer Great White Shark on the loose". Amie took a long time before speaking, "....Ellos capturarán el tiburón, Brenda​", she said in Spanish. Brenda, whose husband Roman, was Italian, said: "La Baia degli Squali Coast Guard sarà uccidere lo squalo prima che attacca ancora. Una ragazza che è morto di recente. E verrà loro manning acque a sparare lo squalo morto​", she said. And she shuddered with fear, as Amie spoke in Spanish: "Nos vemos en diez minutos, Brenda. Adios!​". And she pressed the END CALL button of her I-phone, and waited for the group of women to arrive at her home that was near the pier.

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By 2:00 PM, Alan and Ellison had lunch. The coldness of Shark Bay caused them to look at the freeze that had descended on the town near Ellis Island. "Damn weather's making all of the road crews to clean up the place. And there's accidents; terrible accidents", Alan said. And they ate their lunch knowing that the Great White Shark hadn't killed more locals apart from the Sanchez girl. "All of us are in deep trouble if the monster's not caught", Ellison said. He brooded over the thought of more angst amongst the locals. The political line was, in an election year, Patterson Fields, a Republican, was smiling his shining teeth as he stood on the platform, and telling everyone that he would destroy the shark if he was voted into office; he always kept his word. "Si usted vota por mí, voy a alimentar a sus familias, y la Bahía de Shark estará libre de la muerte​", he said in Spanish. The ethnic vote was important in Shark Bay. It was the non-English voters, (and those Americans who knew languages), that supported Patterson. He had grey hair, hazel eyes, and tall. He walked with C. K. Lowenstein, his Assistant. "The polls are negative, Sir. We're losing". Patterson stared at him. "How are we losing? I paid off a lot of sailors for their votes; I paid off a lot of teachers in schools as part of a charm offensive so I could lead in the election that's on August 4 this year". C. K. shrugged. "Es arriesgado sobrerreaccionar, Sir​". Patterson glared at the small man. "Nada es demasiado arriesgado en Shark Bay, C.K; no hay nada!​". He saw Ellison and Alan were talking. "Hello, Alan, Ellison. I'm not sure you should be away from your job", Patterson said. "We're having lunch, Patterson. Something you should do more of", Alan said. C. K. smiled. "We're trying to catch the shark", he said smugly. Ellison shook his head; Alan also shook his head. "El tiburón es parte de las aguas de la isla de Ellis, el tiburón no está protegido por los manifestantes ambientales durante decenios remontándose a 1971​", Ellison said. "El tiburón no es parte del ambiente fuera de la Bahía de Shark, Ellison. Quizás es parte de un ambiente diferente que se ha sumergido en sí mismo para su propia supervivencia. Los otros grandes tiburones blancos que afirmaba en Shark Bay, murió porque lo mataron; nos mataron porque la idea de que representan una amenaza para nosotros; hemos decidido para capturarlos en la esperanza de que todas las personas locales estarían seguros cuando entraron en el agua... y no morir​". Alan took in the long-winded speech. He wasn't satisfied about the idea that the shark would be killed. ​If it could be killed​, he thought to himself. Suddenly he saw Greg and Alison were holding hands by pier 3, and smiled at them.

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Davison Clearwater started to walk to the pier. He glanced at the Native American girl who was upset. "Cuál es la cuestión Madeline? Es la escuela permitiéndole abajo?​", he asked her. "Mis padres están divorciados. Tenían una fila. Y mamá salió de la casa llorando. Papá era con Anna Marks, su secretario​", she said. "Lo siento. ¿Desea cenar esta noche?​", Davison asked her. "Sí, me gustaría que, Davison​", Madeline answered. And she kissed him, and they saw dark, threatening clouds hover the eerie skies off Shark Bay.

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Zara and Elizabeth arrived at the ferry. Simon Charter, the forty year old Harbourmaster, greeted them. "Race and Chase will be...Look! There they are!", Zara said. "Es wird regnen​", Elizabeth said. And, as it rained heavily, the darkness arrived at Shark Bay. It was 3:03 PM in the afternoon.

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Patterson and C. K. walked towards the marina. "Let's go to the ​Rose Wood Tavern​", C. K. said. "My favourite haunt in the old times", Patterson grinned. And they ran to the front door, and went inside.

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