It took a long, hot shower, a cider, and listening to more than a few songs of somewhat embarrassing emo rock music for the copper-haired diver to center herself and get a grip.

If Colton had her grandmother’s journals, it was probably because he needed something out of them, and unlikely he was going to destroy them. And she doubted he would sell them because who would want to buy them?

She racked her brain trying to remember what she eavesdropped from Colton and ...