Jeddah, Saudi Arabia
Day One
After using a metal ladder to climb out of the water onto the deserted back deck of the deceased crown prince’s yacht, Stryker and Rey stripped off their wetsuits and dumped the dripping scuba gear to the floor. Stryker carefully dried off the silicone mask that still hid his true features, toweled his back more roughly, and then looked out to the dark sea. After an unsuccessful first dive, he and Rey had come back with suits and waterproof flashlights, but still no luck. Night had fallen while they’d searched the depths of the harbor and the cool wind gave him goosebumps.
He threw on his clothes and turned to Rey. “Didn’t leave a trace.”
“Nope. I was hoping he’d have dropped the dry bag at least.”
Stryker bent over and grabbed his wet suit, wondering if
