The waves grew choppier as a ship with a decidedly un-maritime name, the Jones Act Enforcer, pushed through the mist, on the hunt for scofflaws on the open ocean. “It’s not here,” said Captain Rick Spaid. “The Sea Installer is supposed to be here.” Crew and passengers grabbed for handholds as the 175-foot vessel pitched in the seas, trying to stay upright as they peered hard through the dense fog for any sign of the Sea Installer.