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believe me!”
    A wave of dizziness crashed over her. The world pitched precariously from side to side like a ship in a hurricane. Then everything skidded to a halt. Her breathing stopped; her heart no longer pounded in her ears. All sound ceased. For a moment she was conscious of Greg’s lips moving and knew he was speaking to her, but the pain in her head blocked his voice. Darkness enveloped her like a vision of hell.
     

 
     
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    C ody Braxton looked up from the duty roster as someone knocked on his office door. His dispatcher stood at the threshold, frowning.
    “ Chief, the Hana Clinic just called for the S and R chopper.”
    Cody nodded, wondering why he’d bothered to tell him. Technically, Search and Rescue was part of the Maui Police Department. They were required to report their operations to him, but the unit was staffed by trained volunteers who knew exactly what they were doing. The police merely filled out incident reports.
    “Have a car meet the helicopter at the hospital and get the details.” He knew he sounded impatient, but he had the twins’ soccer game in an hour and he still had a mountain of paperwork to process. That’s what being chief of police on Maui amounted to—paper pushing.
    The dispatcher cleared his throat. “It’s your brother, chief. He rescued the victim last night.”
    The dispatcher walked away, leaving Cody to stare at his back. So that’s why he’d been told. Everyone knew Greg hadn’t spoken to him in over two years. Once they’d been inseparable , and Cody missed his older brother more than he ever could have imagined.
    Cody rarely wrote up S and R reports, but he realized if he took this one, he would see his brother again. He checked his watch. If he met the helicopter and wrote up the IR, he would miss the soccer game. He hated not seeing his boys play. He hated missing an opportunity to talk to Greg even more.
    Without thinking, he lifted the receiver and called Sarah. He always let her know if he was going to be late. She answered after several rings, the twins shouting in the background. He imagined Sarah in the kitchen, the baby crawling across the floor, the boys squabbling as usual.
    “Greg rescued some woman last night near Hana.”
    “Search and Rescue had to go out in that terrible storm?”
    “I’m not sure.” Cody glanced up at the wall map of Maui. The big green dot was the central police station in Kahului, where he worked. Two small blue dots marked the substations in Lahaina and Hana. Whenever S and R went out, the dispatcher was required to post a flag, but there was no red flag on the Hana side of the island.
    It was rarely necessary for the police to assist the S and R unit. Most calls pertained to tourists lost in the rain forest or hikers injured while climbing Haleakala. But last night’s electrical storm had been highly unusual for the tropics where lightning was rare. None of the rescue choppers would have flown teams to the treacherous back side of the island in such a storm.
    “I guess it wasn’t an official Search and Rescue operation.”
    “Greg was out there alone, wasn’t he?”
    “Probably.” More and more lately, Cody had heard reports that Greg was wandering the wilderness that made up much of the island. He still headed the Marine Research Institute, of course, but he seemed to have lost his enthusiasm for the job. For life. “I have to see him.”
    “I understand,” Sarah replied. “I’ll tell the twins you’ll be late for the game.”
    He hung up, saying, “I love you.” He made certain to tell Sarah that at least once each day. He wouldn’t chance losing her a second time.
     
     
    C ody drove through the busy streets of Lehui. The flip side of paradise, he thought. Commercial laundries. Uniform shops. Honeycombs of low-end housing. He could have been anywhere in Kansas, not within a mile of the beach. Some people would have found the town depressing, but not Cody. This was his town, his island.