Chapter 39
The next morning, Michael tapped on the SUV’s window. Ceinwen opened her eyes to sunshine. She groggily sat up and opened the door to see Michael looking fresh and well-rested, while she felt like something that should be put out with the trash. He handed her a cup of coffee.
“That smells heavenly,” she said. She took a sip, then got out of the SUV and stretched. The seats were soft, but sleeping on them wasn’t the most comfortable thing although, as she looked at the ground where the men had slept, it could have been worse.
Jake and the deputies were eating, while Jianjun was sitting up in his sleeping bag, staring into space as if he wasn’t sure where he was. His uncombed, thick, black hair stuck straight up.
But everyone soon pulled themselves together and were on their w
