Fuck, his sister too? What the hell had happened to cause two women to fall off the dock and into the water? There were people everywhere. Someone should’ve spotted them. He looked up at the massive container ship. Their odds of survival were next to nothing.

“Boss.”

Volkan looked up at Henry who was striding toward him. Rage took over every brain cell in his head and he jumped to his feet, launching himself at Henry. He gripped the other man’s collar and lifted him almost off his feet. “You let this happen!” he roared. “You let her fucking die!”

The flash of guilt that crossed Henry’s face did nothing to appease Volkan. No amount of guilt would bring his wife back. He released his bodyguard and stumbled back. Fuck, he was as guilty as Henry. If he’d set his work aside for a few hours and accompanied Yasmin to her appointment, then she would now be safe.

“Boss,” Henry said again, stepping toward him. A brave move, considering Volkan was ready to throw Henry off the dock and make him go find Yasmin. Instead, he tried to focus on Henry and listen to what he was trying to tell him. “I saw everything. Defne tried to push Mrs. Kartel off the side of the dock, but Mrs. Kartel grabbed hold of her and they both went in.”

“What the fuck are you saying, man?” Volkan shouted.

A hand landed on his arm, squeezing. Volkan looked down, his gaze meeting his mother’s. “He’s telling you the truth,” she said, her voice hoarse. “Defne was trying to… to hurt Yasmin. I don’t know why, but she pushed her and they both fell over the side.”

Henry nodded, then said, “The ship was coming in and churning up the water, but it was still a way off. Maybe they…”

Hope lit a tiny flame in his heart. “Maybe they went under the dock instead of the ship,” he finished, then glanced down at the industrial dock. The platform was thick wood and concrete. “We need a boat right away.” He turned to look out at the dockyard workers who’d gathered, his eyes landing on the manager. “Get a boat ready, we’re going under the docks.”

The manager nodded and turned on his heel, striding quickly away. Volkan followed, his mind racing as he tried to prepare himself for what he might find. No, he couldn’t go through it again. Couldn’t go through seeing his wife’s body pulled out of the water. He’d had to identify Caria when they’d found her. He couldn’t do it. Not again. Not with Yasmin. Not his sweet, precious wife.

Tears stung his eyes as he ran. “Please god, let her be alive.”