Skater fought his way through the water as it flooded up to his waist. It would be only seconds before he could no longer challenge the incoming tide, and the strength of the water didn’t appear to be flagging. He spared a glance toward the entrance and spotted Trey at the side of the open double doors, where he’d been waiting in reserve. Skater was relieved to see that the restaurant’s patrons were beating a hasty retreat from the dining room through the double doors, guided by the Gray Line wait staff.