Chapter 24: Peril
The copper-haired diver pushed the handsome surfer to the farthest corner of her mind as she switched on her GoPro while sitting next to the rough-and-tumble watersports expert, drinking coffee from a thermos.
They sped toward the warship wreck where they’d be diving. Seeley made sure to bring an extra battery for her GoPro because even right after they hoisted the anchor, the Crenshaws were already behaving as if nothing mattered.
“So, uh, are we gonna go over the map of the wreck before we dive? Like…what’s the maximum depth?” one of the other divers asked.
“Look, we’ll talk about it, but we don’t need the map. As long as you can keep up with us, then you’ll be fine. And depth? What are you some depth junkie? Always trying to go as deep as you can? Just chill out bro and enjoy the dive,” the younger Crenshaw sneered.
Seeley had gotten it all recorded.