Andrea climbed the ladder to take her position on the boat. Lance and the extras were headed that direction as well. He looked like a handsome rogue pirate, and she could imagine a lot of women would love seeing him in his pirate costume, though Case was the only man she had eyes for. He smiled at her and climbed up the ladder. “How are you, Andrea?” Lance asked.
“Good. How are you?”
“I’m okay, but I’m not the one about to be pushed into the water.”
“Very true,” Andrea noted, giving a nervous giggle. “I’m sure it’ll be fine.”
“Oh, yeah, it will be. Who’s down there to keep you safe? George? Stan?”
“No, it’s a diver I’ve never heard of before. His name is Sven.”
“Sven?” Lance’s eyebrows knit together. “I don’t believe I’ve ever worked with him.”
“Me neither. I’m sure he’s competent,
