Page 157 of Hidden Depths
"If he was retired..."
"...what changed?"
Nathan looked down at the logbook still resting in his hands.
"I think he found something."
"What?"
"I don't know."
"But about six weeks before he died..."
"...he called me."
Storm stepped closer.
"What did he say?"
Nathan smiled faintly.
"He didn't say hello."
A tiny laugh escaped Ivy.
Nathan continued.
"He said..."
"'Nathan... I was wrong.'"
The smile vanished.
"I asked him about what."
"He told me..."
"'The tides moved it.'"
Ward exchanged a quick glance with Ben.
Neither man spoke.
But both recognized the significance.
People didn't hide things in the ocean without accounting for tides.
Currents.
Storms.
Time.
Nathan continued quietly.
"He wanted me to meet him."
"Here."
