Hudson woke before the sun, the flat light of near-dawn one of his favorite times of the day. Especially at the beach, where the air was always full of sound and life. He hadn’t slept particularly well on the leather seats of the truck, but he could take a nap later.
The camper shell had air conditioning, and he’d find somewhere he could park for an hour or two. Maybe Scarlett would like to go shopping or something while he slept. The point was, they didn’t have a plan and they didn’t need one.
He drew in a deep breath of the early morning air and stretched his arms above his head. Then his back, and finally his legs, before walking down to the water’s edge. He hadn’t heard anything above him during the night, and he hoped Scarlett had slept well.
When he got back from his stroll along
