Chapter 15
“Toss me that line,” Luke called to Jared.
Hannah heard Jared curse and turned to see the mooring line heading in Luke’s direction. Jared shook his hand quickly and noticed her glance. “Caught my thumb on the edge of the boat there—no biggie, just a nick,” he said.
They had been out for a day of fishing in the bay. The group of customers was from Oregon, a couple and the husband’s father and uncle. After a rather speedy morning of reaching everyone’s halibut quota, Jared had suggested stopping for lunch in Halibut Cove, a tiny, secluded coastal village across the bay from Homer, a small community at the tip of the Kenai Peninsula and farther south than Diamond Creek. Halibut Cove was off the road system and could only be reached by boat or plane. In the summer, it was an arti
