Chapter Twenty-three
Jill spotted Butch break the surface and ran to the swim ladder to help lift his gear up onto the staging. “Where’s Cindy?”she demanded, looking beyond his shoulder.
Butch straight-armed her, knocking her back a step. “Way to go, ace dive tactician. You’ve managed to kill another one of us.”
Jill blinked wide-eyed. “Where’s Cindy...”she screamed, her voice high and shrill.
“She had a seizure, blacked out. Last I saw of her,”Butch bellowed back, “she was spinning like a dead leaf fifty feet down with two sharks circling.”
“You bastard. You left her.”Jill took a step toward the edge of the staging. “I’m going for her.”
Butch grabbed Jill by a shoulder and spun her around. “Enough with the theatrics, bitch.”
Jill screamed again and fought to get past him. Her cries
