Deadly River Pursuit by Heather Woodhaven

Author:Heather Woodhaven
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-11-23T20:02:14+00:00

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Henry didn’t want to hear her solution quite yet. He didn’t want to so much as look at the water, and if he had noise-canceling headphones he would use them to block out the sound of the waves. Every muscle hurt and he couldn’t stop the low-grade shiver. His body felt like a vibrating engine trying to fully start again. Movement would help, even though he wanted the cloud above to move and bake him with sunshine. He groaned. “Let’s do what we came here to do so it’s not a total waste.”

Nora swiveled her feet around to go down the set of boulders. “I’m not sure we should get our hopes up. Someone didn’t want us to retrieve the drugs, but if the two murders are connected, they didn’t seem to care about this stop.”

“You don’t think there’s anything worth finding here since someone has been one step ahead of us this whole time.”

“Basically.” She carefully descended, reached the ground and turned around to offer a hand to him.

“Thank you for the thought, but if I slip, you’re not catching or helping me. I’d flatten you.”

She rolled her eyes. “You don’t know,” she teased and stepped back.

“I think I really do.” He had at least fifty pounds on her. The laugh bubbled in his chest, irritating his lungs, and he had to balance precariously on the rock as he fought through a set of coughs. “Well,” he said at last, “I think that helped get the last of the water out of my system.”

“Laughter is the best medicine?” She fished out her water bottle from the guide bag, took off the lid and offered it to him. “You might want a drink of some clean water.”

He accepted but forced himself not to guzzle the entire thing down. His own water bottle was still stowed in the raft, probably almost to the Snake River by now. She tossed him a plastic-wrapped sandwich. “Sorry. I made them this time. Not Bobby.”

He didn’t care. Though the amount of mustard she’d used on the roast beef sandwich should be illegal. “How can you like both bland scones and hot and spicy mustard? My sinuses are clear now.”

She barked a laugh as she finished her sandwich as if it were plain toast. “That’s why. Best springtime congestion cure there is, in my opinion. Let me know if you need any wasabi almonds.” She wandered into the trees. The thick layer of brown leaves and rotted wood seemed to indicate they’d been the only ones to visit the area since the mudslide had produced the extra rapids.

He didn’t stop to look at the spot he knew Tommy had been shot. As soon as his active law contract with the sheriff had been in effect when he’d accepted the enforcement ranger position, he’d requested Tommy’s file. He’d poured over the photos so often, it felt surreal to be in the place they’d been taken.

He glanced down at his indestructible watch, glad it seemed to have lived up to promises.

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