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Before he could respond, Nathan added, “I’m asking as a friend. I speak for the both of us.” He glanced at Jack, then back to Alex. “We don’t have to be in detective mode all the time.”

Alex liked the sound of that.

“And as your friends,” Jack said, not sounding nearly as convincing, “we’d like to know what’s really going on.”

Alex wasn’t sure what he could and couldn’t say yet. He cracked his door. “We can talk later. I believe your recovery team is waiting for you.”

While Nathan grabbed his gear, Alex followed Jack to meet up with Detective Trevor West next to another set of vehicles. Two other men were already getting on their dive gear, and Nathan joined them. All three county detectives were here, which could be considered a good thing. Not a lot of other demanding investigations. At least nothing more pressing than dragging a body from the river.

The recovery divers angled toward the rushing water. Alex hung back, squeezing his cell phone. He finally lifted it to make the call he dreaded. The call that would reassure him or cost him everything. He hoped his agency saw things the same way that he did. That Mackenzie was as brilliant as they came, and he needed to see this through.

She was also determined and confident. And he knew that, deep down inside, she believed if she could fix this—catch this guy and turn the game around on him—that could redeem her from the damage she did in the past. It could free her.

But she could also end up making things worse. Others could die, and then she would truly never forgive herself.

He gritted his teeth, sent up a silent prayer, and stared at his cell to pull up the contact list.

Oh. Right. No signal out here in this ravine.

He had subconsciously sabotaged the call.

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