He yanked his mask up onto his forehead and glanced toward the boat. “Aaron!” he called, his voice carrying across the water. “You see anything out here?” Aaron looked up from his notepad, squinting into the sun. He shaded his eyes, scanning the horizon, then shook his head. “Nothing. Why? Find a sea monster already?”
Marcus blew out a short laugh, though it sounded thinner than he’d intended. “Just thought I caught something moving. Big shadow. Twice.” Aaron leaned on the railing, one brow arched. “You’re seeing things. Too much coffee this morning. Stay focused, Marcus. Coral’s not going to study itself.” Marcus tugged his mask back down, still unsettled. Maybe it was nothing.