CHAPTER 53
The water was warm. Almost as big a surprise as the glass of water must have been to Phillip when he’d expected vodka.
Jeff dove down, followed Shelley until he lost her in the darkness. Cleared his ears twice before he reached bottom. There, as she promised, was a tunnel four or five feet across.
Flailing around, he ripped a fingernail on a rung and lost some air to a curse. Then he grabbed the rungs and towed himself forward into the darkness.
