She nodded and brushed her hands off against her thighs before she stepped out to guide everyone away, out of the path of the landslide. The rockfall shuddered and more of the cliff face collapsed inward; Marcus lifted out of it a moment later, shrugging away boulders, bent sheltering over the body in his arms.
They found the recorder that evening before the autopsy, tucked into the pocket under Ellroy's arm; he'd had it running all the while.