An underwater axe battle? Why not. You'd think a knife would be better; it's easier to thrust foward in the water than swing your arm. But there's something sneaky and dishonorable about knives.

Note the big sack of LOOT. How the fellow thought he'd get that back up to the boat I've no idea.


Of course all goes well in the end, and Frank heads back to Readstown to invent something new.

Try to keep your pulse from racing uncontrollably as you read this unexpected passage in the final chapter.



It's a real challenge for Noname; he has to make Frank come up with some ingenieous solution, but it must also be plausible!

Can the author rise to the occasion?