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stay put and enjoy the party with his crew.
    Asher leaned against the railing, pulling Knox back into the conversation. Hell, the woman wasn’t even here and she was distracting him. This wasn’t good.
    “All I’m saying is you should drag out those rusty surveillance skills to keep an eye on her. Or, hell, that charm you’re famous for. I’ve noticed it’s been decidedly AWOL since Dr. Walsh arrived.”
    “There’s nothing rusty about my skills,” Knox said, popping Asher in the shoulder.
    “Keep her close.” The twinkle in Asher’s eyes and his lifted brow clearly suggesting just how he thought Knox should accomplish that objective.
    * * *
    “W E ’ RE JUST RUNNING sonar to ensure the wreck hasn’t shifted since the last time we were down. Given what happened to Jackson the first time he entered the
Chimera
—”
    “If she is the
Chimera
,” Avery interjected. Knox ignored her, although the way his eyes narrowed at the edges suggested her statement had registered.
    “—there’s really no reason for you to come with me.”
    He had to be joking. There was no way she was letting him close to that wreck without her. Who knew what the cowboy might decide to do if she wasn’t there to rein him in? He said he had no intention of going down, but once he was on that boat away from the ship, she had no guarantee.
    “Not a chance in hell.”
    “Suit yourself, doc.”
    Avery refused to rise to the bait. He was doing it on purpose, but she was going to be the bigger person.
    They loaded the sonar equipment on to one of the smaller boats the crew kept. A half an hour later they were heading out to the location of the wreckage.
    And Avery had to admit to the bubbling euphoria rippling through her chest.
    She loved her job. It was amazing to help recover and preserve pieces of history that had been lost for ages. She’d seen pictures of the wreckage, haunting as it stood silent and still beneath the water.
    But there was no way the photos could be as impressive as the site itself. She wanted to see it. The need was a physical pressure inside her chest, that drive to be down there with the memories and history so perfectly preserved by the cold, dark water.
    There was nothing like the peace she always found beneath the surface. Something that often eluded her up in the air.
    The
Amphitrite
was anchored quite a way from the site for safety reasons. They wanted to be well clear of the wreckage so that they minimized the potential for disturbances, especially since she rested so close to the edge of the ravine and had already shown signs of instability.
    They were going to have to get closer eventually, but for now protocol dictated they visit the area as little as possible. They approached the site, Knox throttling down as he turned the sonar equipment on and began to take readings of the seabed beneath them. She had enough experience to read the data spilling back at them and identify the dramatic depth difference where the rocky ledge the
Chimera
rested on dropped off.
    Her heartbeat sped as the outline of the wreckage appeared on the screen. Slowly, the equipment revealed what had brought them both there—proof that a sunken ship sat over a hundred feet beneath them.
    Excitement and impatience buzzed through her system, making it difficult to sit still. She wanted to be down there, not stuck on the small boat with Knox.
    Avery found herself holding her breath in a mix of anticipation, excitement and guilt.
    No, she wasn’t going to go there. She had no idea if the ship below them was really the
Chimera
and until she did there was no sense in borrowing trouble.
    Avery watched Knox work, grudgingly admitting that he knew his way around the equipment. Even if he moved at a snail’s pace while using it. Every shift of his body was deliberate—the way the muscles in his arms and legs rippled as he moved, adjusting knobs, flipping switches, staring at the readout.
    The longer she sat and watched him, the more tension