CHAPTER SIXTEEN
USS Halibut – At the Cable Repeater
It took about ninety minutes – an hour and a half. I was still on watch at the Dive Console, and had about an hour or so still to go before Ham would take over again. Jack and I had been having a lively conversation about how we could improve the Can’s interface to the Halibut’s hull, but as time passed, our conversation died down. We each became lost in our own thoughts. I felt a distinct change in the sub’s motion and glanced up at the monitor.
There it was, plain as day in the dark depths of Shelikhov Bay. The floodlights on the Fish caused the repeater to stand out clearly. To my eye there was no doubt. It was the repeater. It looked like a long snake that had swallowed a rabbit for supper. It was half-covered with light colored si
