The cop didn’t answer; he just slapped the phone from her hand and charged, and they hit the low wall and tumbled over into the cold, heaving water.
There was a moment of shock that Valkyrie pushed back as quickly as she could, and then she swam for the slipway. The Guard rose up from beneath her and pulled her down. They grappled in the freezing dark. Her fingernails raked across his face and he let go. She broke free and swam. The cop was right behind her. She changed course, forgetting about the slipway now and just swimming back to the wall.
She gripped the water and it churned, lifting her from its depths, throwing her to the barrier. She crashed against it and held on, gasping, then threw a leg over and fell to the road on the other side. She’d lost her shoes somewhere in the sea.