So this is how it’s going to end?

 

He felt Knox move above him and then she fell into the water next to him.

 

He frantically reached for her, but she came up beside him and, mimicking his

movements, put her feet against the door and they pushed together, their backs

arched to keep their mouths out of the water.

 

They pushed as hard as they could, synchronizing their movements. The door began

to open a bit more.

 

But it wasn’t nearly enough, and if they moved to try to get out, the water

pressure would slam the door closed. For good.

 

The interior lights of the car were still feebly on. They could dimly see each

other. Their dual fates were imprinted on their resigned features.

 

As they both passed under the water, she reached out and touched his cheek.

 

The panic in her eyes, he was sure, was matched in his.

 

But he was feeling an even more powerful emotion.

 

Failure.