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Jack had never seen Mark Houston look so worried. I'll do my best to help, he said sincerely. Just ask, and I'll do it.

I never expected less of you. Before Jack could stop him, the admiral reached out and gave him a quick hug. And whether you believe it or not, Jack, I'm glad to see you again. Welcome back to the Gibraltar

Jack just stared, dumbfounded.

Close enough. We at least come to port every now and then.

Three hours later Jack found himself back on the Deep Fathom, but not for long. Dressed in his blue Norseman dry suit, he climbed into the cockpit of the Nautilus 2000, squeezing into the cramped seat. Once settled, he hooked up the Bio-Sensor monitors and attached his microphone. He ran down the predive safety checklist with Lisa, who was in the Fathom's pilothouse.

Jack just stared, dumbfounded.

Jack shook his head. Listen, I appreciate your concern. I really do. But I'm almost forty years old, not a child to be coddled. Whether you believe it or not, I'm happy in my current life.

Jack shook his head. Listen, I appreciate your concern. I really do. But I'm almost forty years old, not a child to be coddled. Whether you believe it or not, I'm happy in my current life.

Jack had never seen Mark Houston look so worried. I'll do my best to help, he said sincerely. Just ask, and I'll do it.

That's why I recruited you. Not just for your submersible. It's time you returned to the real world.

Jack shook his head. Listen, I appreciate your concern. I really do. But I'm almost forty years old, not a child to be coddled. Whether you believe it or not, I'm happy in my current life.

Jack shook his head. Listen, I appreciate your concern. I really do. But I'm almost forty years old, not a child to be coddled. Whether you believe it or not, I'm happy in my current life.

'It's more than just the President, Jack. We've lost Presidents before. But never under such circumstances, in the middle of a worldwide catastrophe. As much as the rest of the world disparages the United States and its foreign policy, it still doesn't stop them from looking to us for leadership during a time of crisis-and now we are leaderless, rudderless.

His former commander sighed and lifted his hands in surrender. You are a goddamn piece of work, Jack. He stood up. The briefing should be under way shortly. I suppose you understand the importance of our work here.

Okay, man. It's your funeral.

Jack froze in the man's embrace, unable to speak.

Jack reached out and clasped the large man's hand. Then Charlie lowered the acrylic dome over Jack's head and screwed it into place. Once done, Charlie gave Jack a thumbs-up and dove off the sub, joining the marine biologist in the water as Jack finalized his checklist.

Okay, man. It's your funeral.

Jack looked up at the Jamaican geologist. I'm going, Charlie.

On the drawing boards maybe, but this is real life. Hie ocean has a way of surprising you. She can be a real bitch.

Houston released him and headed toward the door. I have a few last minute details to address, but help yourself to the sandwiches, Jack. The egg salad is especially good. Real eggs, not that powdered shit. The admiral gave him a tired smile, then left, closing the door behind him.

I never expected less of you. Before Jack could stop him, the admiral reached out and gave him a quick hug. And whether you believe it or not, Jack, I'm glad to see you again. Welcome back to the Gibraltar

Jack just stared, dumbfounded.

What about the Vice President? Lawrence Nafe?

On the drawing boards maybe, but this is real life. Hie ocean has a way of surprising you. She can be a real bitch.

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