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Six mins to move. you were given that sediment pattern? ” “Just going for it. Now that your little diversion is completed. ” “Fun’s over. ” Costas rose a number of toes and hovered above Jack. “I’m staring at your six. not anything else. ” “Roger that. ” Jack dropped under the starboard facet of the hull. The sand was once coarse-grained, the sort Lanowski stated have been swept down via the currents from the Dardanelles, even perhaps from the River Scamander and the apparent of Troy itself. He aimed his headlamp on the base of the scour channel. A wood beam was once protruding from below the steel hull. Jack by surprise forgot the mine. This used to be now not correct. He used to be bushes. It was once blackened with pitch, forming a superb modern floor the place it had oozed out. He lay on his entrance within the sand, his visor inches from the wooden. It confirmed minimum erosion, just a couple of pockmarks from wormholes close to the pinnacle. It had essentially been buried until eventually lately, till the scour channel had printed it. He checked out the sting of the channel, on the surrounding seabed. the head of the trees used to be on the similar point. no matter what had protruded above that point should have eroded away, yet there has been an opportunity that extra was once buried, undisturbed. Buried your time sooner than the minelayer had sunk. He stared on the bushes. Buried many years sooner than. Jack discovered he used to be already engaged on a beautiful assumption. He had stumbled on one other damage. a miles older break. He remembered the charred fragments of Bronze Age timbers he and Costas had came upon at the seashore close to Troy fifteen years ahead of, a small portion of planking with items of 3 frames nonetheless hooked up. He remembered the gap among the frames, approximately 8 inches. He positioned his left hand opposed to the bushes the place it protruded from the seafloor, and positioned his correct hand approximately that distance away. the place it touched the sediment he wafted, and seconds later the blackened finish of one other bushes seemed. His pulse quickened. frames, an analogous distance aside as these he and Costas had came upon. He wafted among the frames, utilizing either fingers, kicking up a small hurricane of sediment that took a couple of moments to settle. He driven his face into the suspended silt. Bingo. not only frames, yet planking. He reached over the higher fringe of the closest plank, then felt the subscribe to with the following plank. He moved his hands alongside till he felt bumps, one on every one plank, an equivalent distance except the subscribe to. there has been doubtless approximately it. They have been treenails, hardwood tenons hammered via every one plank. His middle used to be pounding with pleasure. He needed to keep watch over his respiring. He had came upon an historical hull. The planks have been edge-joined with mortise and tenon, a method utilized by shipwrights from the Bronze Age. yet how may well he be certain those timbers have been that previous? might he even imagine that they dated to the time of the Trojan warfare? He seemed up and observed Costas thirty toes or so above him, silhouetted opposed to the smudge of sunshine from the skin of the ocean some distance above. He glanced at his laptop. merely 3 mins left. He rose a couple of ft, and seemed down back.