The yacht glided across the channel.
“We have to be there for 2am.” said the captain
“Our supplier won’t wait.”
Silently they slipped into the harbour.
The boss would be expecting his fix as soon as he woke up.
“Have you got it?”
“Yep, the last box of jellybabies in the village” said the supplier.
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