"Give Kate and me a moment to check into our suites and we'll get with you," Simone said. "Marcus already booked a separate suite for Edward and me, and Kate got one for her and Robert. Let us put down our bags and then we'll order some room service for all of us. I'm sure they're anxious but these things don't resolve quickly. They can take hours and hours. I'm sure that everything that can be done is being done. Besides, Kate tells me that these sorts of exact situations are the sorts of things that Michael was hired by the ministry to do, and he's out with them. The last thing we want is for them to hurry anything. In my experience, the longer it takes, the better the outcome tends to be. Anyway, give us half a tick, would you? We'll be back."
Kate and Simone went to their rooms to drop off their bags and make sure all was well in their rooms.
When the divers got back on the ship, Gervaise's crew took the tanks to refill them, and helped the divers to go find places on the deck to sit. Angus came back from the bridge.
"We're only a few minutes from the second dive site," Angus said. "I've asked the crew to get fresh tanks for you. I figured you might want to do that dive straight away when we get there. When that dive is over, I think you should rest and get a bite of lunch. The crew is preparing something for us, and they said they'll have..."
"Captain, Mr. Donohue is on the radio for you," the first mate said.
"Which one of us?" Gervaise asked, not knowing if they were referring to him or Angus.
"Captain Donohue," the mate said. Angus followed the mate to the bridge. He knew Edward would want all the facts that Angus had.
"Michael," Angus was hailing Michael on his diving mask.
"Right here,' Michael replied.
"Join me on the bridge, you and Jack and Marcus. Edward has Robert with him, and Robert says he has some information," Angus said.
"On our way," Michael said, taking off his flippers so he could walk easier. He made his way to the bridge quickly, with Marcus one step ahead of him.
"They're here," Angus said to Edward, when they arrived.
"Stay on it," Edward told him. "Stay with it til we find him."
"I'll bring in every man from Paris if I have to," Robert said, "but listen, I've been looking into all sorts of these odd movements of Gelding's. According to our informants he's hired himself some dark arts 'maritime recovery agents.'
"No way," Marcus frowned.
"That's a bloody fancy term for, basically, a wizard who commits marine crimes."
"Pirates," Angus summarized. "And they do all sorts of crimes on water."
"Including diving," Marcus nodded.
"That is very interesting indeed," Angus said. "That absolutely fits with what we think we're onto." Angus told them what they believed they knew, and Edward said.
"Then you're looking for a dive site where they think there is something to be gained from it," Edward said.
"And you're about a mile or a mile and a half from where a muggle submarine went down decades ago in a muggle war. Might be worth eyeballing if you..."
"Where?" Marcus perked up.
"About a mile or a mile and a half due west of your present coordinates."
"Score!" Marcus said. "Angus, you're right on it, Mate. Look." He pointed to the spot Angus had already marked on the map and read the coordinates.
"That's the exact spot. How did you know?" Robert asked.
"We didn't. That's the spot Angus marked about half an hour ago thinking that it was the spot that was the real goal of Geldings' team last night."
"Then you lot have to go find out what's down there," Edward said. "You need another team?
"Not yet. We'll let you know," Michael said. "Let us do this on our own first."
"We're not going anywhere. You lot stay in touch with us," Edward ordered.
"Of course," Angus promised.