Thirty-Four
Monday, December 20
Parrot Tree Marina
Thomas sprinted toward the marina, pumping his arms. Any exhaustion from being up all night with his travels had vanished with the sight of Eva bound on the beach.
The Dolorosa was docked beside Charlie’s boat. It looked rather beat up, but the damage seemed mostly cosmetic. He leaped aboard and found the spare keys in the freezer where Mel always kept them. The engine turned over on the first attempt.
Thomas backed the boat out of her space, then sped across the bay, heading east toward his last sighting of the Tesoro.
He pushed the Dolorosa to maximum throttle. Wanting to make a call while he was still in range of the cell tower, he called Charlie and updated him on everything that had happened since his arrival.
“You shouldn’t go
