Read Under Suspicion - The Legend of D.B. Cooper Page 27

“Damn!” Bradley said, as the boat was instantly lit up. Bradley slapped cuffs on the unconscious man on deck. He had to hurry, they were almost upon him. He flipped a switch for the cabin lights, and looked inside to see two men lying on the floor in pools of blood surrounded by bags of white powder stacked to the ceiling. It was like taking candy from a baby, he smirked, grabbing the wheel and slamming down the throttle. He spun the boat around and maneuvered it into an empty slip in dock A, then jumped out to tie it off.

  “All agents to dock A! Move it!” yelled O’Leary into the radio as he and Anderson sprinted for the docks. They both instantly tore away the black cloth velcroed to their chest and back that covered the florescent yellow letters DEA, identifying them as Federal Agents.

  Chet ran to the boat, his video camera recording the seen. As Bradley tied up the boat, Chet leaped aboard panning left to right with the camera.