Andy woke to the sound of the phone ringing shrilly on the table beside his bed. Still half asleep, he fumbled with the receiver until he managed to get it pressed against his ear. “Mmm hello?” he groaned.
“Get up, lazy ass!”
It was Reese—did he have to shout this early in the morning? In the background Andy could hear Palmer laughing like crazy. God, what time was it? When he didn’t say anything, Reese asked, “Hey Andy, did you hear me? I said—”
“I heard you,” Andy muttered.
Rolling onto his back, the bed sheets tangling around his legs, he blinked in the pale light of the room. “What time is it?”
“I don’t know,” Reese admitted. “Around noon, maybe. We’re going to the island, so get out of bed and come on. Boat stops in a half hour.”
The island…right this second Andy didn’t feel lik
