“You’re not seriously going in?” As inviting as the pool seemed to be, Daniel hovered at the water’s edge staring into the emerald depths. “There may be anything. Snakes. Leaches.”
“You’re not afraid of a little biting or sucking, are you?”
The remark made Daniel gape. He almost jumped back as Richard walked by, their shoulders brushing by accident or intent. For all he knew Richard got flippant when he was scared, but if his boss faced any concern about their being marooned he hid it well.
What was with the silly mood, anyway? First the odd remark about sweating and the right circumstances. Now even odder comments, what should he make of those?
Not knowing what to think or to feel, Daniel watched Richard set down the rucksack and their water supply on a rocky outcrop, take his hands t
