At the center of the lake was where the biggest fish were to be found. Deep beneath the surface, in currents cool and calm and predictable. He knew all this and yet he trolled the shallows, where the tides were amplified and the waters turbid. It was throwback catch, of course, but how lovely it looked when it surfaced, scales laid bare to shimmering sun, swallowing the bait, hook, line, and sinker.