Jim stopped too, not wanting to make her that defensive.
"The official story was crap and we all knew it. I lost good men, like Elena's husband and you and no one would tell me why. Why we'd marched into Hell without a goddamned map. So I asked questions. I paid people, did everything I could to try and find at least your body. Went back, and nothing pointed to you dying."
He looked down at his feet. "Probably sounds crazy, or maybe worse. But I wasn't letting you down, Sarah. Not if I could help it."