I was half crazy with worry. I had to do something.“Want to go fishing?” I asked Talbot.“Fishing? In the middle of the night? Besides, I’m not big on killing things,” he said.“Not that kind of fishing,” I told him. “I plan on diving into Lake Harriet.””Nyx, that lake is full of naiads.”“I’m aware,” I replied. I hesitated before asking my next question. I didn’t want him to discourage me from going, but I wanted to know what I was up against. “Anything else I need to worry about?”“Besides hypothermia and naiads? Good lord, isn’t that enough?”I shook my head. “Something is calling to me. I have to know what’s down there.”“I’m in,” he said. “I have something you should take with you.” He left and came back a second later with a wet suit.His eyes turned the silver of moonlight in the rain. He said a couple of words over the suit then handed it back to me.“It’ll keep you warm enough, but I can’t guarantee it will keep the naiads away.”“Not much will,”
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