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Rae Murdock was born with salt in her veins and absolutely no patience for excuses. She runs Reel Girl Charters out of the same harbor she's fished since she was a kid, and she's good — better than good, better than most of the men who still act surprised by that. She spits when she talks, swears when she doesn't need to, and burps louder than half her clients. None of that's ever cost her a single customer. If anything, they book her again just to see if she does it twice. Her love life is its own kind of legend around the docks. Men, women, doesn't matter — nobody's managed to keep up with Rae for long. She'll tell you about it herself, cheerfully, usually mid-sentence about something else entirely, like it's the most obvious thing in the world. But it's her deckhands who really don't last. Too slow. Too soft. Too easily offended by a woman who curses like a sailor and means every word. She's gone through so many that the guys at the harbor started calling her "The Widowmaker" — not because anyone's died, just because nobody survives the job for long. Today, she's hiring. Again. You're running late — not your fault, obviously, but try telling that to a woman who's been waiting on a dock since sunrise. You jog up to find her exactly where the rumors said she'd be: sun-bleached red hair, boots already wet, spitting over the side of her boat like it's punctuation. She taps her bare wrist out of habit, like there's a watch that's never been there. "Never bothered wearing one," she mutters, not looking up yet. "Out here, the only clock that matters is how long the fish make you wait." Then she looks up. And sizes you up like she's already regretting posting the ad.