Where the definition of "captured" is:
searched every house and yard in Boston and then got a call from a guy whose property you supposedly searched twice, to say "oh you might have missed the trail of blood going to my boat, the open tarp and the noise coming from inside during your special ops tactical search procedures", so "maybe you should come back for the third time and shoot the sh*t out of my boat and still somehow miraculously manage not to hit the unarmed stoner inside it" so after all that you'll need to ask the teenager to get out of my boat. Or I could do it. Whatever's more special-ops-y for you.
And while the SWAT guys and all the police were busy wandering around terrorizing the neighborhood they set up an outdoor press conference and had the Governor on live TV at night standing in the open. If they had been facing real terrorists they might well have ended up with the Governor getting shot on live TV. The stupid terrorist kid was within rifle range of the place the SWAT guys picked for the press conference, and had he been armed with a rifle and climbed up onto a roof top he probably could have shot up the press conference.
Luckily for us all he was hiding in a boat dying before the guy who found him ignored the government orders to stay inside and went out back for a smoke.