“Yeah, so… tell me about that. What’s the plan?”
She licked her lower lip and bit. “We need to get a boat and get out to the island in the morning.”
“Whoa. Isn’t that a little quick? I’d like to take more time, make sure we get into the right boat. If we’re too hasty, they’ll see it, and we’ll be charged a high price for a scrap boat.”
“We don’t have time. I should have been out there today. If the locals start to…” she lowered her voice to a barely audible whisper. “If the locals start to wonder what we need the boat for, they’ll wonder if they should be heading to Strife too, and they’ll follow us.”
“Isn’t this all a little too fast? Did you plan anything before you got here?”
She tilted her head as hot air escaped her lips. Her plans included packing a backpack, along with the map,
