The question seemed less consequential the longer he needed to pee. He would consider the practicality of the estate’s design when he was safely on a flight back to New York.
Crossing the surprisingly cold sand barefoot, he spotted what had to be a communal bathroom. Entering, he was right. The interior was both modern and luxurious, though, at that moment, he would have settled for a hole in the ground. Relieving himself and turning his mind towards his escape, he left the bathroom and headed back to his room.
“Devlin!” He heard someone yell from behind.
Turning, he spotted Sergio. Heat pulsed through his body. He searched Sergio’s face for anger. He found none. Perhaps his wife hadn’t told him about their indiscretion.
“Listen, Devlin, I wanted to apologize about last night,” he bega
