CHAPTER THIRTY
Sam felt overwhelmed and confused by her own emotions as she sat down with her father and Tony at the table where they’d been working. Dominic plopped into a nearby chair, and she was grateful that her partner didn’t seem to be in a hurry to leave.
On the one hand, Sam was deeply relieved to have found Dad safe and sound and in the company of an old friend like Tony. And of course, she was also angry that he’d caused her so much panic.
But she felt something else that was deep, strong, and troubling …
What is this feeling?
She quickly realized—it was sadness, pure and simple.
The fishing fly Dad had been working on when they came in was still gripped in the heavy black vise fastened to the edge of the table. A bunch of finished flies lay on the table. She’d watched Dad
