I PULLED A MAFIA BOSS FROM A SINKING YACHT—24 HOURS LATER, HIS BODYGUARD BROUGHT $2 MILLION TO MY DOOR

with distant voices, someone reporting the explosion, someone else asking for coordinates.

But I was already moving.

The boat cut through black water toward the debris field. My spotlight swept over wreckage that was still smoking, still sinking, still alive with the hiss of fire dying against salt water.

Then I saw him.

A man.

Face down in the water.

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