‘Fitz. They will know we are coming. They have Bee and they will know we are coming. This can’t end well for any of us.’ ‘So tell me. Don’t let me go into this blind.’ He choked out a laugh. ‘Oh, no. I’m the one who goes into it blind, Fitz. You die. You drown. In darkness, in cold seawater and in blood you drown.
