Since day one Caspian knew he would not be impressed with the small island. He would rather have run off to paradise, a secret island of luxury could have been theirs with as much money as he had stashed away in the Swiss bank accounts abroad. But somehow they’d ended up in this ruddy little place and he knew they were better. Excuse him for looking down upon this turf spread piece of rock.
Hand was clasped around Laura’s. He watched their daughter frolic toward the beach. His mind was scanning those ahead, beside, behind, for anything. Intel was an easy thing to gather and much of it was gleaned there as they approached the sand where it met the water.