Epilogue
The sun danced across the calm lagoon, gentle trade winds stirring the leaning palm trees, carrying with them the occasional sound of a bird or a lapping wave, as well as the intoxicating scent of flowers that filled the lush island of Moorea.
His skin toasting a delicious auburn as he lay in his gently swaying hammock, Adam felt all the tensions of the past six months fall away.
It had been a long and difficult time since the subbasement. Despite the warm breeze, Adam shivered; he didn’t like to think about Todd, not in this place.
The grand jury had been extremely sympathetic toward Adam, going so far as to have some members of it hug him and offer words of support after his testimony. Most importantly, they’d refused to bring any charges. Adam was sure the fact that Todd
