Brody shut the car door down tight, "There they are. C'mon let's go."

We walked over to the beach, and I spotted Hendricks, but this boy was nowhere I could spot. He looked as if he was a bit insecure as he walked back and forth, kicking the sand.

" Any sign of the body? Or...parts?"

" What are you doing here?" The boy came closer to him, and suddenly sparks went through my mind.

" Tom?" I pushed Hendricks out of the way, " W-What are you doing here?"

" Well, I don't know if you heard..."

"Hendricks!" Brody called, quite loud, " Whats the deal? Have you found her body?"

Hendricks sighed, " No. Although I didnt know you were bringing company, cheif."

Brody looked at me, then at them, " She's true evidence."

The two looked at eachother confused and replied, "What?"

" Did you actually see this girl go into the water?"

" Well, No. Anybody could've. You see, I sorta passed out on the sand."

" She ran out on ya?"

" No sir! She must've, drowned." Tom looked over at me, " Wait...Did you know about this, Millie?"

Brody sighed.

" She was torn up and killed by a shark. I saw it all...and I couldn't believe my own eyes. Blood was spattered, flesh was torn and bones were crunched."

Hendricks face was almost turning green and he put a hand on his mouth.

" Hey I didn't hear a shark!" Tom stated, still puzzled.

" You dont hear a shark, a shark hears you. And besides, you said yourself you were knocked out!"

" You mean...were going to find all parts of her body in the ocean?!"

I nodded.

" Now wait just a minute!" Hendricks snapped back into the conversation, " This is a sharkhunter's daughter who knows what Quint tells her! She could be messing with us."

" Excuse me, I-"

" I mean, do you have any proof that you were out in the water last night?"

I looked at Brody, then at the sand and my eyes caught my rowing boat, still lingering in the grit sand.

" As a matter of fact, I do." I grinned at Hendricks, " Follow me, boys."

Every Piece of my boat was still there, although I was shocked by the terrible damage. Brody pulled the boat closer to him so he could have a better look.

" Chrissy's blood." Brody took two fingers down to the bottom of the boat, and they were covered in bloody water.

" My oar!" I picked it up. The paddle was chomped halfway, " Dad's gonna murder me."

" That shark wasn't just after Chrissy."

" When your only a few feet away from a shark attack there's going to he some damage to ya boat no matter how good of a rower you are!"

" He hit you?"

" With his nose he bumped the bottom of my boat a few times. I didnt know the rim had a leak-It was either my boat wrecked or a shark's second entré!"

" That's a shark alright." Brody noddded.

All of a sudden Hendricks blew his whistle of the top of his lungs. The repating ringing noise made my ears perk up. Brody and ran over to the water and there she was.

" Oh Jesus." Brody said...and there was an utter silence.

Chrissy's body, in multiple parts was washed up from the water and was completley exposed. Her head still attached to her shoulders, part of an arm and about a third of her trunk. It was a mass of tattered flesh and gushing blood.

"I-Is that her?" Brody asked, I could tell he was controling his stomach like I was.

Tom and I both nodded.