America 1982

"CQ, CQ, CQ! This is the fishing boat Otilia, calling Tony from Missouri."

The sky full of stars was clearly visible above the head, and the silver waning moon was reflected on the black and blue sea. Tommy Hawke drove the fishing boat into the high seas near the Gulf of Maine, and started contacting according to the channel Tony had left before.

Melonie was not sleepy at this time, staring nervously at the communication microphone on the Tommy Hawk bridge. After all, this business had reached what she thought was the most dangerous moment.

After the fishing boat entered the Gulf of Maine, Tommy Hawke called several times but failed to receive a response, which made Melonie even more nervous.

"CQ, CQ, CQ! What the hell is the Otilia, Tommy? Aren't you supposed to sail Mr. Rocco-Wadman's D.T.F.? I'm Tony, and my coordinates are 43.423312, -66.534485 in the Gulf of Maine. , you'd better remember to turn on the searchlight, don't hit the back of this ship." Finally, Tony's voice, accompanied by the sizzling sound of electricity, rang on the radio.

Melonie next to her breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down again.

"Copy that, Captain Tony, the latest instructions, bump your ass." Tommy Hawke said with a smile after receiving Tony's radio response.

"You haven't said anything about the Otilia yet?" Tony asked curiously on the radio.

"My instructor, she gave me some gifts that are very precious to me personally. In order to thank her, I decided to temporarily name Mr. Wadman's ship after her..." Tommy originally He smiled cheerfully and joked with Tony on the radio, but then he was stunned. When he spoke again, his voice had become as calm as before the storm was coming:

"You're not supposed to know that I sailed Mr. Wadman's fishing boat, the D.T.F., Tony."

"I guess... I saw that boat on the dock." Tony paused there, and then said with a smile: "Down to Fuck, right? Well, brother, save some battery for your boat. ,see you later."

After finishing speaking, Tony ended the call in a hurry, and Tommy Hawke slowly showed effort on his face. He grabbed his hair with both hands, took two steps back and kicked the console hard: "Fuck! Fcuk! I should have guessed that he would definitely tell dad about this! He said last time that he couldn’t reply to me right away and needed to think about it! He called me as soon as I got back to the apartment! Fuck! According to his character, It shouldn't be like that! He used that fucking time to tell daddy! It must be this...NO..."

Melonie was frightened by Tommy Hawke's sudden madness and took two steps back: "Tommy, what's wrong with you? Calm down, okay? If you kick the rudder, we..."

"Wait, wait, when I was looking for a part-time job at the dock, my father went to see Mr. Wadman, and I didn't know about this business at that time." Tommy tried hard to keep Tony from the beginning but broke his promise. He calmed down from his anger and kept mumbling to himself, trying to piece everything together: "Mr. Wadman decided to lend me this D.T.F. temporarily this morning..."

Although it was unclear what Tommy Hawke was angry about, Melonie still decided to comfort him: "Tommy, no matter what happens, you have to believe that Tony will not hurt you. He will never do that."

"He is causing this matter to cause unforeseen circumstances." Tommy turned his head, looked at Melonie, and said with sharp eyes: "And those unforeseen consequences may very well hurt me."

"for example?"

"For example, when I need to submit my family situation when applying for college, I may have to write that I have a stupid, alcoholic, criminal father who claims to love his family and spends holidays in prison! Then those colleges will be worried that I will inherit my father's ambitions in college! What's wrong with me? Print PASS on the application form!" Tommy Hawk shouted almost roaring.

Melonie heard Tommy's words, her eyes widened, and she spoke sternly: "If he really is in the cigarette business, I believe it is because he loves this family, Tommy Hawke! Be honest with your father. Some respect!”

"Damn Italian family values, huh?" Seeing Melonie's expression, Tommy Hawke smiled mockingly, then turned around, turned on the radio, and continued to drive towards the established location. He didn't know whether he was talking to Tony on the radio was still talking to Melonie, or just to himself:

"The guy wanted to get money and bring his daughter home, so he could persuade me to drop out of school and take away my hard-earned money. He never considered me. And I make money, not selfishly to earn tuition, I just want to Help him bring Bethea back, I can do this kind of thing, but Tony told him... If I can tell him, of course I will say it myself, because I know that guy, for Bethea, he will not He may resist the temptation of money, and like Hugh Spade, he will die of greed."

This time, there was no response from the radio station, and neither did Melonie.

At 2:27 in the morning, Tommy Hawke finally saw the fishing boat that came to pick up the goods. It was even more dilapidated than his own fishing boat. Melonie nervously grabbed a harpoon and headed towards the fishing boat. Looking at the fishing boats that are getting closer, after all, as shown in the movie, there will always be someone who wants to take advantage of the situation when the two parties are trading.

As a result, four people came out of the fishing boat, two men and two women, all compatriots who spoke Italian. Apart from Tony, the only remaining man was over sixty years old with white hair. The two women were older. It was his wife, and the one who was throwing the rope to him at this moment was his daughter.

"There are no smart machines here, we can only move them manually, Aunt Melonie." Tommy Hawke moored the fishing boat next to the other side's fishing boat, laid out the planks, and said coldly to Melonie, who was standing on the deck holding the harpoon. Said: "Let go of that harpoon before the other party thinks you are an idiot."

This incident seemed to make him completely disappointed in everyone in the family.

Tony walked up to Tommy with a sneer, and Tommy stared at his brother: "Where are dad's people? Tell me, while I still treat you as my brother."

"It's not what you think, brother, calm down." Tony took out the cigarettes, handed one to Tommy, then put his arm around Tommy's shoulders and walked toward the bow.

At this time, Melonie also put aside the awkward harpoon and greeted the Italians on the other side's boat, and then the four of them began to work together to carry the cigarettes.

"Dad and I have been preparing to do this kind of business for a long time. Before you told me about it, we had already planned it, but we were not as meticulous as you. He heard about this business while helping to repair speedboats at the dock to make money, but we couldn't find it. That kind of speed boat, so you can only use fishing boats, so you approached Mr. Wadman. On the day you first went to Mr. Wadman to work part-time, your father was so frightened when he met you that he didn’t dare to look into your eyes. Lest you see what he's hiding from you," Tony said softly, putting his arm around Tommy's shoulders.

Tommy said irritably: "Where is the principal? The minimum price is one hundred boxes, and dad also mortgaged the house? If something happens and the house is taken away, let alone Bethea..."

"Calm down, brother, there is no mortgage on the property. I made this suggestion, but dad rejected it. He thinks the house should be left to you and Bethea, so that if there is a real problem between him and me, you will not be homeless. , Bethea doesn’t want to see the end result where even her family is taken away by the bank.” Seeing that his brother was getting excited again, Tony immediately explained: “However, I don’t know where he found the money, maybe it was Borrow some from Ruby, or someone else?"

Tommy Hawke breathed out: "So he and Mr. Wadman had already started this kind of business before tonight?"