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Sam spit into his mask, dipped it into the water, then settled it onto his head Remi stood on the bank, arms on her hips, face etched orry

“Just going to have a look around,” he assured her “I’ll save the air in case we can get inside This won’t happen, but if it shifts inthose ratchet blocks until it tips back If I don’t co”

“Comedian”

“Hold the fort, I’ll be back”

Saht, took a deep breath, and ducked beneath the surface Left hand extended, he finned doard Within only a few feet the algae-filled water turned a deep green and visibility dropped to only a few feet Sediht’s beahtlobe

His hand touched so his hand trail over the curve of the hull until finally the bottoht beas, precariously balanced but stable enough that Sa the sub wasn’t likely to roll over on hi, so he finned for the surface

“Everything okay?” Reht his breath

“Yep Good news She’s sitting upright, ain”

He ducked back under, this ti the hull’s diameter as he skimmed past it At the keel, he turned aft At about thefrothwise For a ister on his brain He’d seen this beforeone of the pictures from his earlier research When the answer came, Sam felt a knot form in his belly

Torpedo rack

He stopped swi it with new eyes Was one of those seeether?

He kept swiar end of the sub, and jutting from its side a horizontal plane When he drew even with it he righted hiside the hull until the last piece of the puzzle ca frohteen inches tall and about shoulder-width in diameter

Entry hatch

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bsp; Sam popped back up to the surface and stroked over to the bank, where Remi helped hiather his thoughts