— Night - Mississippi River —
Two miles south of the military restricted area, aboard a rented leisure boat, Murphy sat patiently waiting for a fish to take the bait. Sarah was doing the same, but the fish they pulled from the water were nothing more than ordinary species commonly found in this part of the river.
"Sarah... if you want to rest, just say so. I don't mind fishing with you. Why are you disguising it as work?" Murphy asked as he reeled in yet another fish from the river.
Sarah didn't respond. She was completely frustrated. Even though she had caught quite a few fish, this wasn't her goal at all.
"Hmm~ With this much fish, I won't need to buy groceries for a few days. My wife is great at making fish dishes. If you have free time tomorrow, you're welcome to have a meal at my house," Murphy said with a smile. He had already begun imagining a nice dinner filled with sumptuous dishes made from the fish they had caught.
