Chapter 9

Jasper rushed me to the local clinic without a second thought. He only seemed to relax after the doctor confirmed I had no signs of decompression sickness.

As I watched his tense shoulders finally drop, I offered my sincere gratitude, “I can’t thank you enough for what you did today, Jasper.”

“It’s my job to keep everyone safe,” he replied simply, with a small nod. “It’s almost evening. I’ll give you a ride back so you can get some rest.”

I followed Jasper back to my villa. After a quick cup of tea, I collapsed into bed and fell asleep.

The incident seemed to have made Jasper more protective. In the days that followed, he kept a watchful eye on my dives, as if determined to prevent any other close calls. The rest of my chartered trips passed without incident.

As my last scheduled dive ended and everyone prepared to leave, Jasper unexpectedly called out to me.

“If you want to book more dives, contact me directly—I can give you a better rate.”