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“Wait, this is what you meant by a deep dive?” Ryan asked. There was a quaver in his voice as they pulled up to the marina.

“Of course!” Teddy answered, looking at his friend with a bemused grin. “What’d you think I meant?”

Ryan shrugged. “The Library. You know, a research deep dive?”

Teddy laughed and clapped his friend on the shoulder as he climbed out of his beat-up, paint peeling Ford Ranger. “No better place to research the ocean than itself!”

“Right,” Ryan said sheepishly. Did that idiot seriously forget about his thalassophobia?

Knowing Teddy? Yeah, he probably did.

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