A day late, but here's chapter 29.
"My eyes are wet with tears from anger and frustration, and I want to scream, but now I hear that metal gate again and then footsteps on the dock. Just one person this time. They pass right by the boat. A security guard making the rounds? Or maybe a cop looking for me? Now I do scream, or at least try. I scream as loud as I possibly can, but with the tape over my mouth I know I'm hardly making any noise at all. The footsteps pass by..."