A tall ship, seven days of open Pacific, and an ancient civilisation rising to reclaim its stolen dead.
Seven days of open Pacific aboard a beautiful old tall ship: for the paying passengers of the Southern Crosswind, the crossing from Fiji to Vanuatu is the escape of a lifetime.
But marine scientist Eve Calder has brought something aboard in a sealed crate: the skeleton of a saint that was never human, taken from a shrine deep beneath the waves on the orders of a billionaire collector.
First come the sharks, swimming in formation. Then three deliberate knocks on the hull in the night, asking to be let in.
The children of the shark god Dakuwaqa want their holy woman back, and an ancient debt is coming due that can only be paid in blood.
“She said the deep has a long memory. And that it will rise to take—”From Bones of the Deep · chapter 6
Into the Drowning Deep meets The Terror, on a tall ship in the South Pacific.