They walked down to the southernmost point of the town. The river foamed under the docks and roared away south. They watched a boat spin and bob on the current. Paul was sure it was going to be torn apart when it suddenly righted itself and sped off out of sight.

"The first bit is the tricky part, gentlemen."

Paul looked to see a middle-aged sailor standing next to them.

"We need to get on a boat," Daniel said.

"The only ones who ride on my boat ...