Okay, they’re dead. That’ll save me the trouble.

 

But then something else occurred to him.

 

Puller saved my life. But I didn’t ask for his help. I owe him nothing.

 

Shit.

 

Rogers counted off three seconds in his head and then kicked the van door open,

leapt out, ran straight toward the channel, jumped high in the air, and dove

into the water after taking a lungful of air.

 

It was very dark down here, but he was following the vertical current caused by

the bulk of the descending vehicle.

 

He was moving so fast his head nearly collided with the top of the sedan.

 

He felt along the edges and then downward until his fingers closed around the

door handle. It was partially open but the pressure of the water wouldn’t let it

move another inch.

 

Through the window he could make out two figures inside. He couldn’t tell for

sure, but they seemed to be facing each other.

 

Rogers planted his feet against the rear door of the car, gripped the front door