Chapter 30
We sat at the table, waiting for Fabricio to place a steamed fish on each of our plates. Fortunately, he hadn’t waited for me to resurface with dinner. He’d tossed in the net and caught enough fish to feed us for a few days.
“Was strange,” he murmured in my ear, obviously uneasy. “Was almost like something herd fish into net.”
“Hmm.” That was strange.
No one else seemed to think so, however. Carlos picked up his knife and fork and gazed at his meal in satisfaction. “I am pleased you came across such interesting artifacts, David,” he said as he removed the fish’s head and tail. “To tell the truth, I wasn’t certain of what you’d find here.”
But of course, as a scientist, he’d be curious. I gave him a wan smile and proceeded to dissect my fish.
“So. What do you hope to discov
