Chapter 26: What the Water Gave Back

The generator had quit an hour before midnight, and nobody on the research skiff had bothered to restart it. Nora told herself that was the reason she and Eli were still sitting on the deck in the dark, shoulders almost touching, the recovered current-drogue drying on a tarp between their boots like something they'd pulled out of a myth instead of eleven feet of open water off Cutter's Point. "Yo...