“I couldn't see who it was and couldn't take any chances.”
“You’ve been here since the explosion?” Leila nodded, her voice not betraying any emotion. “Yes.” She said simply. “How did you arrange that?” asked Guy, suddenly certain that she had organised the so-called ‘accident’, “it was certainly dramatic.”
“We have a store of explosives at the diving school. I just put them on a timer, made sure that no one else was near and then swam like hell. It deafened me for about five hours. I had a boat hidden around the other side of the pier. But enough, how did you find this place?”
“The Tucker Cross display at the marine museum, it talked about a cave here.”
“Same way we found it,” replied Leila shivering.
“You’re cold.”
“You shouldn't have come here; I don't need your sympathy. Yours, or
