“ Last thing I remember was coming to see if you were okay because you weren’t answering your phone. “Jack,” Mac whipped his head back to his partner and immediately groaned at the spike of agony that slammed through his skull. Luckily, the tide was still low enough so it wasn’t all the way at him but he knew that pretty soon it would rise over his head. It looked like they were under the Santa Monica pier. However, he also noticed that Jack was tied around his chest so he was in a standing position where Mac was tied sitting down. Mac let his eyes track toward Jack’s voice to find the man tied to a wooden pole ten feet away. “Yeah, they tied us up pretty good.” Jack informed him. He tried to pull his arms from behind his back but was met with resistance.
HELL OR HIGH WATER TORRENT FOR MAC SKIN
The outside of his shirt wasn’t saturated too much but he could feel it running down his skin underneath the material.
HELL OR HIGH WATER TORRENT FOR MAC PATCH
His long sleeve shirt was dark blue but there was a much darker patch surrounding the painful area. He decided to risk a glance and had to wait a few seconds for his vision to even out. The water lapping at his feet was cold but there was a wetness running down his torso that felt too hot. Then there was the burning sensation in his left shoulder. The first thing he noticed, besides the stabbing headache, was the ground-shaking force of what sounded like a full on concert above them. Instead, he decided to take stock of their situation using his other senses. He could tell that wherever they were it was too bright. “Can you open your eyes for me, pal? Prove you're really here this time.” Mac didn’t want to open his eyes. Mac simply nodded but immediately regretted it when his head ignited in sharp stabs of pain. “Hey, Mac, you with me yet?” Jack asked, his voice taking on the sharp edge of concern and fear it always did when Mac was in trouble. The second was the freezing cold water splashing against his boots and dampening his pant legs. The first was Jack’s unmistakable southern accent calling his name over and over again. Mac’s eyes drifted open because of two, impossible to ignore, reasons.
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