First glance
As the winch hauled the object higher, its outline broke through the water. Thick sheets of barnacles sloughed off, releasing a greasy oil slick. Then sunlight bounced off faint patches of golden metal, shimmering beneath grime.
A collective gasp rose from the deck. Felix stumbled back, nearly falling over rope coils. Harper gripped the rail tightly, stunned. “It’s bigger than I expected,” he whispered, his voice barely audible over the creaking crane.
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