Saving Joe. Laura Altom Marie

be out of range anytime today?”

      “Not that I know of. Why?”

      He slathered peanut butter on the bread. “Just tried reaching them twenty minutes ago. Got zilch. No radio or cell. Thought I’d wait another twenty, then try again.”

      Kavorski laughed. “Knowing Wesson and Finch, one’s in the head and the other still sleepin’.”

      “Yeah, you’re probably right. With all that fog finally out of the way, I was hoping for some decent views of our guy.” The kid handed him his sandwich.

      Kavorski snorted. “Yeah, and I know just what view you were hoping for.”

      “Ha ha. I already told you, Logue’s off-limits for the next two weeks, but after that…” He whistled.

      “Quit your daydreaming and give Team Two another call. Then wake up the princess. She’s past due for calling in.”

      “Aye, aye, Skipper.”

      GILLIAN OPENED HER EYES to a sight so fantastic she almost believed it a dream.

      The tide was out and the cave flooded by brilliant light. Iridescent green anemones clung to the cavern walls. In luminous tidal pools of blue-green water so glassy clear it didn’t look real, lived stars. Purple and green. Striped and mottled. There were tiny darting fish and crabs. Barnacles and clams.