Chapter Fourteen
Babbs stopped reeling, her rod still poised. “What? I don’t understand.”
Mickey crossed and then uncrossed her ankles. “Someone arrived on the rig ahead of us. Presumably in the blue compact cruiser Jocko sunk. Whoever he was, Lena discovered he purposely rerouted the gas from the combustion stack into the rig’s ventilation system. So, as far as we can tell, pretty much the whole damned drilling platform is flooded with highly flammable, poisonous gas.”
“So what are you telling me, here? This rig is just one giant fire cracker? Someone means to asphyxiate all of us? Kill us? Why?”
“I don’t know why. Maybe something’s going on here we’re not supposed to see. Or something we’re not supposed to find. None of it makes much sense.”
Babbs thought a moment and made another c
