Bodie sighed. “I want to store my gear in here.”
Marcus couldn’t resist the opportunity to mimic a high pitched voice. “Really officer, I’m surprised at you! I believed it when they told me the police incinerated all the drugs and guns.”
Bodie didn’t smile and Marcus shut up. “I dived a few weeks ago,” Bodie said, his voice faltering. “I found this kid trapped in barbed wire and got caught up with him. The crew cut us both free and it’s nothing new. It’s happened before and it’ll happen again. We put ourselves at risk to find them and sometimes end up in the same predicament; it goes with the territory. But that day in the water, I experienced this bone deep exhaustion and since then I’ve dreaded the calls. I’ve lost my nerve. It’s no longer just a job, finding awful bloated, grey bodies
