Full Summary:
What if Don and the team had gotten to the boat too late? What if Dwayne had shot Colby and then fled on his boat? Will Colby live? And will Dwayne finally be found and prosecuted for shooting Colby?
At The Boat:
Dwayne:
It made no sense to go and leave Colby in LA when they were both without a badge. Colby was on the dock and I was on the boat. There was no way he had any way of getting on the boat and I had already untied the boat from the dock. When he pulled open his shirt and revealed the wire taped to his chest, I exploded. There was no way I had known that he was wired as he had told me that his badge and gun had been taken. There was no way I was going to let him get away with it.
I pulled the gun from my bag and aimed it at him. He put up his hands and told me that I wasn't going to get away with shooting him, and even if I did manage to get away, I would be hunted down for shooting a Federal Agent. There was no way I was going to go to prison so I did what I needed to do. There were no cops around, no civilians and definitely not Harbor Patrol. I pulled the trigger, the bullet hitting Colby in the chest. Knowing he would probably survive one bullet, I pulled the trigger a second time. He hit the ground right as the second bullet hit him in the abdomen.
I put the gun on safety, knowing there was no time to go to the dock and take the recording of the conversation and grabbed one of the oars I had with me. I pushed away from the dock and looked back only once. There was no way that anyone would find Colby before he bled to death. And since I didn't hear any sirens, it could only mean that Colby hadn't told anyone that he was coming to see me or that he even knew where I was. He wasn't moving besides his chest moving up and down slowly, most likely trying to regulate his breathing so that he could live till his team got to him. I turned back around and headed out of the Harbor and onto open sea.
Colby:
I couldn't believe it. Dwayne was a spy for the Chinese just so that he could keep seeing his son. The fact that he had admitted it to me, well that was just a little amazing and horrific at the same time. When I revealed that I had taped the whole conversation, he seemed to be shocked. The shock quickly went away as he turned towards some of his belongings that were still on the deck of his boat and pulled out a 9mm pistol. I put my hands up and he seemed to understand that I didn't want him to do this. I knew that the possibility that my team was just around the corner was high so I knew that they would most likely get to the docks before Dwayne was actually able to shoot me. I guess I should have told someone where I was actually going because I never thought he would pull the trigger.
As soon as I heard the gun go off the first time, I tried to get out of the way but was unable to move as the first bullet hit me in the chest. As I fell, I looked up at him and saw that he was thinking about shooting me again. I had no way of protecting myself at all from being shot a second time. I knew I should have worn some kind of vest but since I didn't have one on me when I left the house and headed here. I hadn't told anyone either what I was planning on doing. I hit the dock hard and the second I hit, I heard the second gunshot and then felt the second bullet rip through my abdomen.
I lay there as I heard Dwayne push his boat away, leaving me laying there as blood pooled around me. I kept my breaths shallow, making sure I was still breathing by the time Don and the team found me. I looked up once and noticed that Dwayne was nearing the opening of the Harbor and heading straight for open sea. I also noticed that he seemed to be watching to see if anyone was coming to help me. I lowered my head as it was getting harder to stay awake. My mind kept going back to what should have happened.
I knew I should have told David where I was going. At least he would have been able to get to me before I lost the ability to stay awake. I coughed once, but it was enough to bring me back to alertness. I could hear sirens in the background as I slowly faded into the quiet blackness that had been creeping at the edge of my vision. I lost consciousness as I heard the tires screeching to a halt at the entrance to the dock.