Back Cave Diver
Chapters (46)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Prologue
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Chapter 28
  32. Chapter 29
  33. Chapter 30
  34. Chapter 31
  35. Chapter 32
  36. Chapter 33
  37. Chapter 34
  38. Chapter 35
  39. Chapter 36
  40. Chapter 37
  41. Chapter 38
  42. Chapter 39
  43. Chapter 40
  44. Epilogue
  45. Acknowledgements
  46. About the author

‘So, what you’re saying is . . .’

Kaboro nodded apologetically.

‘We are on our own.’

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

The first thing Mia saw on entering the bridge was Jaap Boerman crouching over Goki’s prostrate form. The Afrikaner’s huge hands were clamped to either side of the smaller man’s head, and his startled expression reminded her of a little boy caught in the act of some wrongdoing.

‘What do you want?’ Sura was looking flushed, although the heat was yet to bite.

‘What do I want?’ Mia’s eyes narrowed. ‘Give me that first aid kit.’

‘He’s bleeding,’ reported Boerman helpfully, lightly jumping to his bare feet.

‘I can see that. Give me some space to examine him.’

Sura and Boerman sullenly pushed past, and Mia was grateful for the comforting presence of Moses and his assault rifle.

The livid contusion on Goki’s forehead appeared to have been caused by striking the windscreen, but the blood pooling thickly on the deck was from a nasty laceration on the back of his close-cropped head. Moses got Mia a fresh tea towel from the sink which she used to stem the flow, pressing as firmly as she dared because she suspected he had a fractured occiput.

‘I need to get him to a proper bed,’ she told Moses. ‘Do you think you could get some help to carry him down to my cabin?’

‘No problem, miss. Shall I ask Mr Boerman?’

She glanced outside to the quarterdeck, where the big man was making no attempt to conceal his interest.

‘I think one of your own men is best.’

Moses called down to Singkepe. Together they lifted Goki up while Mia supported his sagging head. In the process, something clattered to the floor and Singkepe frowned. Reaching down, he grabbed the vicious-looking combat knife and slid it into his boot. They carried the unconscious man past Boerman, and Mia felt her skin crawl as his eyes tried to meet hers. Down in the cabin, the soldiers carefully placed Goki on his side on the bottom bunk before Mia took Singkepe aside.

‘Sergeant, I’m not sure this man’s injuries are from the collision.’

‘What do you mean?’ He frowned.

She pointed to the back of her skull, then mimed slamming something down with two hands. Singkepe’s eyes widened and Mia suddenly felt uneasy. Had she really seen Boerman assaulting him? It was a serious accusation. One that would be hard to prove and impossible to retract.

‘I don’t have definite proof, but I’m worried all the same.’

Singkepe observed her closely before nodding.

‘Moses, wait outside the door. No one is to enter.’ He nodded at Mia. ‘Let him know if you need anything. I will pass on your concerns to Lieutenant Kaboro.’

Closing the door, Mia leaned against it for a moment and took several deep breaths to compose herself.