Going Deep (Divemasters Book 2) by Jayne Rylon

Author:Jayne Rylon [Rylon, Jayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781941785126
Publisher: Happy Endings Publishing
Published: 2016-07-12T21:00:00+00:00

Eleven

Sabine’s heart raced as they skimmed the moonlit waves toward the silhouette of Molokini. Other than the whir of the outboard engine on the rigid hull inflatable tender and the slap of waves against its side, there were no sounds. Even the army of nesting seabirds that made the scrap of land their sanctuary had hunkered down for the night.

“Are you sure you’re up for this?” Miguel asked. “You’ve already had a crazy day. Going under at night can be challenging, especially if you’ve never done it before.”

Honestly, she was scared shitless.

But if she had trusted the man to take her on the intimate journey he had earlier, holding her life in his hands wasn’t much more of a stretch. The things he’d done to her—not the physical ones, but the emotional ones—caused her to shiver despite the balmy overnight temperature.

Miguel drew her closer to his side and rubbed her arm, transfusing his heat and confidence into her. The three men onboard looked between each other, silently communicating.

“Tosin and I are more than happy to do this dive for you,” Archer offered. “You two can chill up here and man the boat while we collect samples. Tomorrow night, when you’re better prepared, we can dive in two teams.”

“No, no.” Sabine waved them off despite the temptation. Following in Heinrich’s footsteps, or flipper kicks, had become an obsession. She had to see this through.

They slowed as they approached a mooring ball and Tosin began to tie the boat off.

“If at any time you want to call the dive, just give me the thumbs-up signal and we’ll make a controlled ascent immediately,” Miguel promised. “I know this area super well now. I promise you I can get us back to the boat from anywhere within the crater.”

“Which site are we at?” She tried to orient herself against the islet. Everything looked different at night. Further apart.

“This is Middle Reef,” Tosin told her. “It bottoms out between fifty and sixty feet, so you don’t have to worry about dropping too far or narcing yourself by accident. Not that Miguel would let that happen even if you could.”

Sabine nodded. Nitrogen narcosis referred to disorientation suffered by divers breathing certain gases at high pressure. In less than ninety feet of water, the risk decreased drastically. The chemistry of the phenomenon fascinated her. That didn’t mean she felt the need to experience it herself. Although it was easy to cure by rising until the pressure decreased and symptoms abated, once in an altered state of consciousness—confused and numb—it could be difficult to remember how to react properly.

Many unfortunate sufferers had mistaken up for down and only made the situation worse, or drifted off until they ran out of air. In the inky darkness below, it would be even more difficult to know which direction the surface was if you weren’t alert enough to monitor your own bubbles for clues.

She shivered.

“If we sit around talking long enough, I’m going to chicken out.” She clipped her buoyancy control

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