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Predators I Have Known by Alan Dean Foster (Excerpt)

Predators I Have Known by Alan Dean Foster (Excerpt)

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Packed with pulse-pounding adventure and spiked with rapier wit, Predators I Have Known is a thrilling look at life and death in the wild. Read an excerpt here.
Packed with pulse-pounding adventure and spiked with rapier wit, Predators I Have Known is a thrilling look at life and death in the wild. Read an excerpt here.

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PREDATORS I HAVE KNOWN
ByALAN DEAN FOSTER
Great whites are wary, unpredictable creatures. Our pre-expedition literature repeatedly warned that despite the crew’s bestefforts to attract them, it was entirely possible we might not encounterany at all. In l990 six of the expedition's allotted eight days elapsedbefore a single shark put in an appearance, and only two sharks wereseen altogether.Chaining our impatience, we settled down to wait. The literatureand Carl's judicious admonitions prepared us. We had books, games,diving and photographic equipment to see to, in addition to well-packed layers of patience. We were quite prepared to linger at the sitefor as long as it might take our quarry to arrive.Exactly one hour and forty-five minutes after dropping anchor,Captain Ricov is heard singing out, "Shark!" There ensued a mad scramble to vacate our constipated below-deck quarters the likes of which I have not experienced since I was in
 
the army and it was announced that the mess hall that night wasserving steak. Everyone rushed—no, rocketed—to the Nenad’s stern.In the dark green-black water astern, two fins. The mindregisters, evaluates, then corrects. No. One fin, one tail
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bothbelonging to the same impossibly large fish. We gawked entranced atthe water as though a vision from the Cretaceous had magicallyappeared before us. We are not far wrong.Advancing with effortless, leisurely sweeps of its huge scythe-liketail, the great white sliped casually through the chum to pass withutter indifference less than a yard from the stern. As it did so it rolledonto its left side to eye us. That pupil-less jet-black eye is like nothingelse I have seen in nature. As the shark opens its mouth we arepermitted a glimpse of dentition, a flash of pure white enamel whoseindividual components are triangular in shape and serrated like steakknives. The shark dropped out of sight and we discovered that we had allbeen holding our breath. A few moments later it returned and beganto circle the boat. It was a youngster, not very big, perhaps only ninefeet long and weighing mere hundreds of pounds.Andrew, Rodney, and Jack were in motion, setting out half tunasor mackerels secured to the ends of thin lines. These bleeding baitswere put out to lure the shark in and keep it intrigued. To prevent the

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