Four twenty-year olds wait in the moonlight on the deck of a forty-foot sailboat off the coast of Jamaica. Claire's boyfriend flashes a signal light into the darkness. She is dressed in foul weather gear, long hair tucked up into the hood, her figure hidden by the loose clothing. She scans the darkness for approaching boats. Finally she hears a loud motor boat approaching. Five big Jamaican guys pull up close to the boat and turn on intense overhead lights that illuminate both decks. Without a word of introduction they begin to fling fifty pound burlap bags of pot onto the deck. The crew of...