"If you pull that trigger, you won't live long enough to watch the bolt land," Ethan growled.
The dark water of the subterranean pool churned violently behind him as he shoved me flat against the freezing stone ledge. I couldn't breathe. Cold ocean air burned my chest, and salt spray stung my bare skin where I lay pinned beneath his massive weight. Right above us, two armed divers hovered in the water, their spear-guns leveled directly at my exposed throat. Steel bolts caught the dim glow of the emergency lights.
"Shoot her and we lose the lever," the lead diver shouted through his helmet communicator, his voice muffled by the thick glass of his rebreather. "Take out Vance first!"
Ethan didn't give them the chance. Before the man could adjust his aim, Ethan reached down and grabbed a he
