Excerpt From Pages 3 & 4
In a small office in the seismology department, Dr. Leilani
Sanches’s pulse picked up a beat as she studied the satellite image
on her computer screen. She stretched her small figure across the
desk to fine-tune the satellite resolution. A dense, whitish-gray
cloud rose from the sea directly over the Shark Fin undersea
mountain range in the mid-Pacific. She clicked it up to maximum
enlargement. “It’s broken the surface for the first time,” she said
to her lab assistant, Gus Belmondo.
Gus adjusted his round glasses, propped a hand on Lani’s
desk, and stared at the monitor. “Wow! The water’s actually
boiling where the plume comes out. That’s one hell of a lot of
heat!”
She brushed wisps of silky black hair away from her ears. A
few strands had tumbled free of the casual twist and jeweled dolphin
clip above the nape of her neck. She stretched again to retune the
satellite, the tail of her white boat-neck T-shirt pulling up over
her stone-washed jeans, revealing an inch of coffee-and cream
island skin. Her gold-brown eyes stayed riveted on the growing
ash plume. “Is this data going into the model? Automatic feed’s working?”
“Like a charm.” Gus’s green eyes smiled behind his
glasses. “Data’s being fed into the model as it comes in. I hate to
ask, but is it time to worry?”
“Let’s take a look.” Lani clicked the mouse and replaced the
satellite view with a full-color, real-time simulation of Seamount
Gilman, the undersea volcano. The equipment hummed while she
and Gus studied the computer-generated model of the volcano,
the ocean around it, and the ground beneath. Everything seemed
to be playing out as her hypothesis had predicted. The worst could
happen.
New seams were opening up two kilometers below the
mountain as they watched. Scorching hot magma poured into the
volcano, the red color spreading and deepening.
Carbon dioxide, sulfur dioxide, and other gasses from
deep within the earth, displayed in shades of green, grew denser
and packed into every corner of the mountain. Earthquakes
showed up as bright blue starbursts, rippling out in concentric
circles as the shock waves traveled.
Gus leaned his tall frame down for another look. “This baby’s
rockin’ and rollin’.”
























