Chapter 41

The shark looked to his left, and then looked

to his right, as if he were trying to make sure that he could not

get in, and then he looked at me, and he nodded. I’m not fucking

kidding you. That is exactly what it looked like. It looked like he

nodded, and this time I did pee myself. I also got really angry and

started to yell at him underwater, despite my breathing

apparatus.

“What the fuck?!” I tried to yell. “What the

fuck?!”

I was tired of this shark toying with my

emotions. How fucking smart were they?

As I tried to yell and starting to throw

punches in the air, the shark just looked at me. Then he shook his

head, turned his back to me, and swam off.

And that’s when I saw it. As the great white

moved up through the tank, I got a good look at his bottom fin, and

of course, stuck on the end of it, was a gold lamè thong.

I turned to see Mr. White.

“LOGAN!” he shouted, and mouthed to me, and

this time I understood what he was saying.