“Then don’t,” he murmured. “Don’t hide from me ever again.”
CHAPTER 19
The next morning, Amy pulled her borrowed jacket tighter, watching the Stone and Cross men move with military precision despite the early hour.
TheStone Cutterbobbed gently in the slip beside them.
Amy nudged him. “Could we all pray together?”
Nash looked surprised.
“I just keep thinking we need God’s help right now.”
Nash called everyone together. “Let’s say a prayer before we do this.”
Everyone nodded their assent.
Nash turned to Trey. “It’s your place, you pick.”
Trey grinned at him. “Of course I pick Hunter.”
There were some laughs.
Hunter seemed unsurprised. He bowed his head.
Everyone else bowed their heads.
“Dear Lord, we are so thankful this day for our lives, for our friends, for this chance to uncover what we believe needs to be uncovered. But, nonetheless, we ask for Your will in all things. Please protect and guide us. In Jesus name, Amen.”
“Amen,” everyone said in unison.
The two families separated onto the two boats.
“Trent’s going to help you with the sonar,” Trey said as Nash helped Amy aboard. “The controls can be tricky, and he knows this equipment better than anyone.”
Amy nodded gratefully.
Trent gave them a teasing grin. “I’ve been reading the manual all night.”
She laughed. “That’s good.”
Trent winked at her. “I’ll walk you through the setup.”
Nash squeezed her shoulder. “You’re in good hands. Trent’s the tech expert. But one thing—” He paused and pointed to the radio. “If you need something, don’t forget to give us an SOS.”
Trent scoffed. “Dude, I’ll be with her.”
Nash shrugged. “It’s just … something that popped into my mind during the prayer; she should know how to do an SOS.”
Trent nodded. “Good call.” He turned to her, then pointed to Nash. “This one is a keeper.”
She laughed. “Yes, he is.”
Trent tapped the radio. “Let me show you how to do an SOS.”
Everyone finished prepping both boats.
She tried to pay attention to what Trent was saying.
