Chapter Eighteen
Gabriel
I hefted a bag of gravel onto my shoulder and turned, taking a few steps to reach the small plane and place it in the back behind the seats. Turning, I repeated the task ten more times, to be specific.
I was delivering supplies to a community across the bay, along with dropping off some tourists in Seldovia, a picturesque town on the far shore of Kachemak Bay. It was one of the older towns in the area. However, it was off the road system, so the only way to reach it was by plane or boat. Despite its isolation, it was a tourist destination.
“Hello,” a voice called from over by the parking area to the side of one of the plane hangars. Lifting my head, I saw two women approaching.
“You here for a flight with Walker Adventures?” I asked as they got closer.
“Yes.”
