The officer glanced toward the water, then back at Arthur. “Could be sonar from a sub, maybe whales. Sometimes sound carries funny out there.” Arthur snapped, “They’re not whales! They were the size of a basketball, black and smooth, and they didn’t move like anything natural.”
“I’ve fished here for decades. I’ve never seen anything like it.” The officer held up his hands. “Okay, okay. But unless they’re causing a hazard, I can’t do much without orders. I can radio it in, but I can’t leave my post right now.” Arthur stared at him, incredulous. “You think I’m making this up?”