Levi said, raising the oars and putting them into the boat. “What?” Harper straightened suddenly at his tone, looking around sharply as she slid her purse across to him with her foot. “It’s got my gun in it.” He dug through until his hand encountered the cool metal grip of the Walther. “It’s got my gun in it, too,” she said, pulling the purse back as soon as he released it. “If you need a gun, so do I.” Levi ‘s only response was to ease off the safety of his nine mil. Harper’s silver .38 special flashed in the sunlight as she gave it a quick inspection. Seven bullets, ready to fire. She just had to hope that they were made well enough not to be ruined by the water. “What did you see?” she asked as soon as she was satisfied that everything was in order. “I didn’t see anything,” Levi said.
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