“I knew that most of what is frightening and much of what is evil happens by the light of day. No need for darkness. Caesar, after all, had been murdered in the presence of a hundred people and more – some time between high noon and five o’clock. Right in these waters off the coast of Maine the most terrifying sharks are the ones we see in the radiance of fear. The real ones – darkened below us – do no harm until they rise towards the light. If only, I began to wish, it would get dark.”
