CHAPTER FIFTEEN
The sun was already on its way up when he jolted himself awake.
Dammit. Fell asleep and didn't get my work done.
As soon as he looked down at Ralph, he knew his formula had worked its magic to the ultimate conclusion.
Great. Missed that, too. Oh, well.
Still, he climbed down from his bunk and checked the man's pulse, just to be safe.
Nothing.
Well, then. Guess I need to get that tarp out of storage to wrap him in until I can figure out when and where to dump him.
Way to go, brainiac. Why didn't you take him back to his own camper in the first place? came the immediate response from the logical left of his brain. Then you wouldn't have to deal with this at all. But it's okay, there's still time. You can make it look like he died in his sleep. You have twenty minutes
