What happens when someone poaches the poachers?

The sun has gone down on the small town of Waiwhero, but in the bay round the point a slapping of oars disturbs the quiet. Two men drag a boat to shore and in the soft light of the rising moon, inspect their catch for the evening. They’re a bit over the quota and some of the shellfish are a bit small but, hey, no-one really minds, do they?

There is a sharp crack and one of the men falls heavily onto the crushed shells of the beach.

Apparently, someone does mind.

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