Shifter Short Stories
I panic, wondering how we're going to get them once they're on the boat.
"What are we going to do? We can't exactly get on the boat with them." I ask as we park a few cars away.
"Yes, we can." Tatum takes my hand, and we walk past the two cars. They seem like they're all a little tipsy. With how slowly they're going, we reach the docks first. There's a gate with a lock, but we quickly climb it and jump over. I see Mike's boat ahead. I will never forget it. It's called Good Times. Seems the worst name ever to me. Tatum and I jump onto the large yacht, go below to the living quarters, and hide in a closet. We hear them get on board, laughing and carrying on. We have them right where we want t