Chapter 23
“Whose boat is this?” Lucien asked.
He helped Eve make the leap from the dock to the stern of the boat, then removed his jacket. It was nearly four in the morning. The night had turned hot and suffocating. Moonlight shimmered across the lake’s glassy surface, reflecting the surrounding mountains.
“I rented it for the week,” Charlie answered. He untied the rope from the dock and jumped aboard. “It’s pretty nice. It even has a big cabin down below with a kitchen and bathroom. If you want, in a few days we could come back and go water skiing or something.” Charlie scrunched his nose. “That seems way too normal for us, doesn’t it?”
“I wouldn’t know what to do with normal,” Lucien said and walked by him. He came up behind Eve. She was staring down at the enclosed metal coffin tha
