Chapter Fifteen
“Okay. Got the loom of the bottom in sight. I’m at seventy-five feet. It’s deeper here than we’ve been led to believe. The wellhead’s at least a hundred and ten feet down. s**t. A bit dizzy. Didn’t think with Nitrox...”His voice meandered. “Christ. I’m not well. I’m a little nauseated.”
That was enough for Jill. She jumped to her feet and pressed the lever on the mike. “Jocko. You read? Abort the dive. Now. You hear me? Return to the surface.”
“What?”he sounded giddy, reeling from the effects of the nitrogen coursing through his blood stream. “But I’ve just started...”
“Jocko,”Jill screamed. “Abort the dive. Now.”
“Ah-h geez. I got such a f*****g headache, you wouldn’t believe. And my stomach...”
A strangled croaking sound emanated from the speaker followed by Jocko c
