CHAPTER 14
I STIFLED A yawn as I walked into the dive centre the following morning. My body clock had reset to Egyptian time, and it didn’t like me getting up an hour early to go out on the boat.
“Didn’t you sleep well?” asked Adam.
“I slept well, just not for long enough.”
“You can sleep on the boat if you’re still tired,” said Gabe, walking in with a pile of wetsuits. “There’ll be plenty of time to rest between dives. Just try not to get sunburned. The lobster look wouldn’t suit you.”
“Don’t worry,” Adam told me as Gabe walked outside. “I’ve got sunscreen and the hands to put it on with.”
Yes, I was looking forward to today’s trip.
We all piled into the truck for the five-minute ride to the jetty, and wow, that was some boat. The Fidda Nijmah, according to the black letters on the
