He inhaled deeply, swiping his brow with the back of his hand. Kicking a rock, he pressed on. A six-foot hole hadn’t seemed like much of a problem during the cool of the morning. Like a fly zapper, the sun was sucking up his energy. Without a guaranteed payoff, why was he taking the chance? “Just one more shovel full.” If he could find it, the reward would be worth every drop of sweat.