Chapter Twelve
Scuba Hunt
“Anyone here want to dive this morning?” Janeen bubbled at the breakfast table in the master dining suite. Altuna was anchored in deep water some ten miles down the coast of a small island. The sun was bright and it was a fine day for fishing or diving or just lying in the sun.
“Why not see if Bibi wants to go with you?” her sister said without looking up from her fruit and yogurt. “I’ll bet she has gills under that great head of hair.”
“You don’t want to go with me?” Janeen asked.
“I want to brush up on my tan in some hard to get to places,” Phillipa laughed. “You know. Being out on the wheelhouse deck beats the tanning booth by far. Besides, that weird girl who has been hanging onto Karen Steiner is dying to help me with my sun tan lotion…”
“Oh great,” s
