heart skipped a beat at the sight of a body twitching on the deck, the view obscured by the other customers standing and kneeling around it. A quick scan made him realize that one of the teen boys was missing.
“Move aside, please. Let me through.” He pushed people back so he could confirm it was the other teen. His dad was holding his head and David spread out his arms, motioning for everyone to move away from the flailing limbs.
“He’s epileptic.” The father looked up, a worried expression on his face. “His new medication’s been working so well, the doctor said this trip should be okay. I never thought--”
“It’s okay. Let’s just focus on keeping him safe until it’s over.” David knelt beside the boy as the jerking started to subside, helping his father turn him to his side when he vomited.
Once the boy was calm, they made sure he was breathing okay and David helped move him to a makeshift bed of cushions on the deck.
“He needs to get to a hospital,” the father said. David nodded, glancing out at the blue horizon.
“I know. Let me check with Amy and see how close the coast guard is. If they’re still a ways out, I’ll have her take you back in.”
The man frowned. “Aren’t we leaving anyway? I thought the trip was over.”
“The woman who stayed behind is missing, and we need to find her.” David held up a hand at the man’s angry look. “Your son takes precedence right now, so please don’t panic. I promise that we’ll get him to shore as fast as possible, whether that’s on this boat or with the coast guard. Just let me check with Amy and I’ll know more, okay?”
The man shook his head. “Fine. But one way or the other, my son needs medical attention. If that woman was stupid enough to wander off on her own in the ocean...”
Strong hands grasped David’s arms from behind, pulling him back before he could act on the urge to punch the guy’s face.
“We’ll be leaving within the next two minutes to get your son help, Sir,” Amy said, moving between them. “Is there anything we can get for him in the meantime?”
The man looked down at his son, moving groggily on the cushions. He shook his head.
“Not until he’s more aware.”
Amy nodded. “Let me know if there’s anything you need.” She turned back to David. “I need to talk to you. Now.” Pointing him toward the cabin, she gave him a shove and followed him inside, closing the door.
“There’s no one out here today,” she said without preamble. “There was a shark spotted off the main island, so they’re clearing the beach over there, and apparently a yacht is sinking somewhere south so there’s a rescue operation going on for that too. The closest boat is still docked, but they’re heading out now. It will take half an hour for them to get here, and that kid--”
“I know, I know.” David shook his head, thumping the equipment panel. He thought for a moment, and then turned to the door.
“Help me lower the dinghy,” he said, grabbing an extra flashlight and a red plastic wrapped emergency tote from under the leeward counter. “I’ll get my gear and head for the lagoon. If she stayed with the tide, it will have carried her over the reef. With any luck, she’ll have headed for shore when she figured out she was lost.”
“What if she didn’t? What if she’s already--”
David shook his head. “Don’t. Just don’t.” He went out the door to the back of the boat and started unhooking the cables holding the dinghy in place, all too aware of the stares from their customers. He put the extra supplies and his scuba gear in and then lowered it down to the water with Amy’s help.
“Where are you going?” a woman called out. “What about us?”
“Amy’s going to take you back to the dock,” he called, stepping down into the smaller boat. “I’m going to stay and wait for the coast guard. We can’t leave Kat out here alone.”
Looking at Amy, he lowered his voice. “If I