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“The western dockway?” Grayson asked. “That’s random.”
She told him about the letter.
“Talk about weird,” Grayson said. He rubbed his chest.
“You okay?” Keltie asked.
“That Argus hit hard,” Grayson said. “Damn.”
“I was doing just fine until you showed up,” she said jokingly.
“Yeah, you’re the one that saved me this time,” Grayson said. “I guess we’re even now.”
“We were always even.”
“Excuse me, then,” Grayson said, chuckling.
“Is there something wrong with me?” Keltie asked.
“What, like mentally?”
Keltie punched him on the shoulder. “No. With me. Last night.”
“Oh.”
Grayson stared ahead for a moment. “No.”
“Then why did you back off all of a sudden?” she asked.
“I’m not used to any of this stuff. I’m just a swim instructor.”
“What does being a swim instructor have to do
