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Eva tried to shake him off, but it was no use. His grip was as solid as an iron shackle. He gave her leg another jerk, then let go. Suddenly he was beside her, his arm sliding around her waist, carrying her along with him.
    She expected him to surface then since he had no tank, only a vest and mask like her. But instead he headed back down into the depths, kicking his powerful legs and moving so swiftly along that he appeared to be more fish than human.
    Her lungs started to burn as her air supply began to wane. When she saw that they were heading into a sump she renewed her efforts to free herself. Whether he understood why she started to fight anew or not, he swam faster—if that was possible—swiftly taking her through the passageway.
    He let go of her a minute later and once she was free, Eva kicked hard to reach the surface, desperate for air. When she surfaced, she pulled up her mask and concentrated on breathing deeply through her nose to fill her lungs. Feeling marginally better, she took inventory of her surroundings.
    The sea cavern was familiar—she had explored it with Nemo. She should have felt relief with the knowledge, but she didn't.
    This particular cave had only one exit. No wonder he'd let her go so easily. She was trapped.
    Sly surfaced ten feet from Eva. He treaded water while she pulled herself onto an outcropping. The cave was small, no more than a twelve-foot hole inside a giant rock formation.
    Mykonos was full of caverns for tourists to explore. He had familiarized himself with them as well as the main island since he had arrived, waiting for the appropriate time to meet with Eva alone.
    In the past two days he'd explored the island extensively, except Lesvago—that is until this morning when he'd rappelled the rock wall and dropped behind the guarded perimeter without being spotted.
    Simon's estate was ten minutes from Mykonos city, and the estate was secured by nine guards which had made his job a little more difficult, but not impossible.
    He would have spoken to Eva that morning when he'd slipped into her room, but once inside the house he'd located a number of sophisticated security alarms, and he had changed his mind. It occurred to him if the house was full of surveillance devices, there might also be hidden microphones as well.
    Sly took his time leaving the water and taking a seat on the rock not far from where Eva had exited the water. He removed his goggles, and as he made himself comfortable he watched her fit her back against a solid rock wall.
    His eyes traveled the length of her body, the sight of her returning his thoughts to the maze. Revisiting that night in the boxwood wasn't smart. He realized he enjoyed looking at her too much, and why not? She was a beautiful distraction, but that was the point. She was a distraction he didn't need or want. Still, he mentally measured the length of her legs, sized her tempting breasts, and envisioned his hands on her narrow waist, his fingers stroking the rise of her ass.
    She raised her chin, and then her husky voice filled the cave. "What the hell were you trying to do down there, drown me?"
    "If I wanted you dead you would be."
    "Is that supposed to make me feel better?"
    "It should."
    "My lungs hurt like hell. Did you bring the file?"
    Sly rested his arms on his knees and leaned forward. He wore black water pants, a BC vest and nothing else; his usual underwater attire.
    Comfortable with his form-fitting second skin below the waist, he said, "It's not that simple."
    "It's simple to me. You get access to the database at Onyxx's headquarters and you copy the file. If Merrick thinks I'm going to lead you to the Chameleon without the file, he's been watching too many James Bond movies. This is the real deal. You get only if you give. In this case, that would be the file." She angled her head. Studied him a minute. "Which one are you?"
    Sly arched his black eyebrows. "Which one?"
    "Are you Bjorn or Pierce? Or maybe Sully? No, you don't look