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22Walt said he'd begin the project in a week, then he excused himself so he could re-measure the gate opening, which left Becca and Noah alone in the office. Becca stared at the full-color aerial shot of the dam. “You're wondering why I have a giant picture of a dam on my wall?” Noah sipped from the water bottle. “I am.” “In my previous life, I was a hydrologist. Specifically, I was a groundwater hydrologist. We study the water below the earth's surface and generally focus on cleaning up polluted groundwater at industrial contamination sites.” Becca tilted her head. “Not your average cowboy.” “I guess not.” Noah leaned back in the chair and crossed one leg over the other. “I still do some consulting and volunteer work in regard to water programs that promote sustainability. We have a

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