Chapter 6The sun peeked over the cliff above the boat. Radhi couldn’t decide what he wanted for breakfast. “Maybe I’ll have a donut. Is that coffee?” He didn’t need to ask. The kettle perked on the grill at the beach.
Oscar still sat by the fishing pole, the same place where Radhi had left him the night before, but sometime in between, he’d made coffee. “Didn’t you sleep?”
“A little.” Oscar looked up from the computer on his lap.
“Thanks for doing the coffee.”
“We’re almost out of milk.”
Yikes, already? Just their second day in camp, he should have bought more—and another ice chest to keep it in.
Oscar extended an index finger to his lips. “Shh.” He gestured to come closer.
Stepping softly, Radhi peered over Oscar’s shoulder into the water. He couldn’t miss what Oscar stared down at
