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As they approached the giant enclosures, Eva’s sense of impending doom increased. They looked like carbon copies of the ones her now-dead nemesis Julian Gulliver had built in the Caribbean. The ones he called Atlantis.
Ruben dropped the hydrophone over the side of their Zodiac, and Jose and Axel did the same from their boats as the SEALs finished last-minute preparations. The SEALs would be the only ones diving in these dark waters. The Pentagon had ordered all the civilians of Delphi Force to stay on the Zodiacs to work in a communication support capacity only. That didn’t sit right with Eva, but everyone had their role. Eva’s team would communicate with the dolphins and coordinate the efforts. The SEALs would open the sea gates to the enclosures and provide security from the
