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The island was just for tourists now. Scott’s father tapped the man next to him on the shoulder. ” he asked. “He’s swimming over from Alcatraz,” the man said. ” “The exercise guy. What’s it? Jack LaLanne. It’s some kind of stunt. ” “There’s a rope. This is off the radio. See that boat there. The big one. ” The guy shook his head, like all of a sudden the world had gone insane on him. Scott climbed to a higher step where he could see over all the adults. There was indeed a large boat out on the water, bow pointed toward shore.
There is no time to think. Scott turns and starts swimming toward it. He has maybe thirty seconds to close the gap. His left shoulder screams at him, but he ignores it. The boy is crying now, sensing that death is near, but there isn’t time to comfort him. “Deep breath,” Scott yells. ” The wave is too big, too fast. It is on them before Scott can get a good breath himself. He pulls the boy from the flotation device and dives. Something in his left shoulder pops. He ignores it. The boy struggles against him, against the madman dragging him down to his death.
There were dozens of people looking north and pointing toward Alcatraz. The bay was slate gray that day, the hills of Marin framing the now defunct prison island like the shoulders of a guard. To their left the Golden Gate Bridge was a hazy, burnt-orange giant, suspension towers headless in the late-morning fog. Scott could see a mass of small boats circling out on the water. ” Scott’s father asked aloud to no one. Scott’s mother frowned and pulled out a brochure. As far as she knew, she said, the prison was closed.