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MacTaggart answered the call. man, Gibson! He felt his windpipe closing. Turning to face Parker, He kept hearing his name being called. leaving the channel in a gradual swing to starboard. Captain Erikssen shoved the dazed bosun down the companionway before entering the bridge and striking Gibson in the side of the head. Gibson! intent on locating a reference on shore, When Wingate stepped out the starboard side of the bridge, Letting go with one hand he slipped the Luger out of his pocket and slid it across the floor. Erikssen rolled his opponent back, For s Sir.” It was a reflex answer but all Parker needed. At s command, Both men rolled across the bridge deck. both men stared into the inky blackness outside. dragging the wheel with him. Below, the Parker ran out of air. calculating the turn to sea. Untangling himself from Gibson, Stromness Point lay somewhere off to the right. Shaking his head from side to side only worsened the ringing in s head. The two officers grappled with each other, Parker seized the arms choking him. the gun. The empty freighter responded, he struggled fiercely not wanting Erikssen to reach for the pistol. The propeller thrashed the sea to foam as the ship picked up speed. Parker was thrown against the engine-order telegraph cracking a couple of ribs while knocking the handle forward, Damnit, he never saw the steward slump to the deck, both hands reaching for his throat. It all came into focus for Gibson. his world erupted into orbiting stars. calling for FULL AHEAD. As bells jangled on the bridge, Erikssen wrestled Parker to the deck, Parker parried one hand aside. Cavendish opened the valve to feed more diesel fuel into the main engine. but s superior strength began to show. Parker turned his attention to the chart of Stromness Bay, Feeling the hands at his throat slacken, this time grabbing the s throat with both hands.