"CQ, CQ, CQ! This is the *Ottilia* fishing boat, calling Tony from Missouri."
The stars filled the sky clearly visible above, the silver waning moon reflected on the dark blue ocean, Tommy Hawk steered the fishing boat into the high seas near Gulf of Maine, starting to make contact using the frequency Tony had left earlier.
Melanie was completely without the urge to sleep at the moment, watching tensely beside him at the communication microphone on Tommy Hawk's control panel, as she considered this deal to have reached its most dangerous moment.
After the fishing boat entered the Gulf of Maine, Tommy Hawk had already called out several times without getting a response, which made Melanie's nerves even more on edge.
