CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
The interior of the minisub was a lot more cramped than Bait had thought it would be. Though it had enough room to hold six people according to Tsunami, that didn’t mean much when you considered just how small it was. Bait sat in the cockpit next to Tsunami, who sat in the pilot’s seat, working hard at getting the minisub up and running. The control panel sitting in front of them looked too complicated for Bait to understand, but Tsunami’s massive hands danced along the switches and buttons as if he used it every day.
“You said you just needed to put in a code to get it to take us back to The Atlantis,” said Bait, glancing at Tsunami. “Why are you pressing all of these other buttons instead?”
“Because I need to get the engines up and running,” said Tsunami as if Bait wa
