“My father was the one who went after the chain.” His voice trembled, but only for a moment. “They say he’s gone. But I don’t believe it. I need to know what happened.” Elias studied him, the duffel bag at his feet, the glint of metal peeking from inside.
Diving gear. The man was serious. “I’ve been diving since I could walk,” Edwin said. “If that chain took him somewhere, I want to see where. You’re going out there anyway. Let me come.” Elias frowned. “You know everyone in this town thinks it’s suicide.”