Chapter 19
“Still don’t have a plan,” Duane knew he sounded grumpy, but he couldn’t seem to fix that. He wasn’t even sure why.
This morning, he’d woken at first light in a beautiful woman’s arms. Beneath blankets scrounged from a locker, they’d watched the sunrise over the arid hills of Punta Gallinas, the northernmost tip of Colombia’s Guajira Peninsula. By the time they came down for breakfast, the boat had cleared the broad peninsula and was racing into Venezuelan waters.
“We’ll be in Caracas this afternoon, we should have a goddamn plan.” Nobody was arguing. He ignored the strange looks he was getting.
Sofia was way too good for a man like him. She should be with someone who believed in relationships and all that s**t. He sure as hell never had. Never expected to. Even if he did, h
