Forty-Nine
Saturday, May 28
Molokini Crater
Eva had lost sight of the EOD divers, so she checked the compass on her dive watch and did her best to follow the direction they’d taken earlier, hoping they might lead her to the dolphins. She took slow breaths, hoping her bubbles weren’t seen. In these crystal-clear waters, staying inconspicuous seemed nearly impossible.
Soon she heard whistles. She couldn’t tell what direction they were coming from, but her chest swelled with anticipation. Then she heard the engines of the Bougainville. Captain Williams was wisely going to take the ship away from this explosive-lined crater.
When she spotted the bottoms of a pair of Zodiacs ahead, she let out air from her BCD vest, sinking deeper. A school of black durgons swam by her, startling her. On c
