Several people were milling around on the close-trimmed lawn, moving between the towering trees and clumps of flowering bushes, trying to seem more casual than they were. Typical for sundown on a Friday evening.
Karl knew he'd be one of many heading out to meet a weekend visitor. Anyone with a fishing boat—and a valuable contract to supply the huge population at the local asylum—wasn’t going to be stupid about who they brought in and took out after hours. Quite a few were willing to earn a bit of extra coin doing just that. And on the inside, as long as certain rules were obeyed, like not letting anyone who didn't work here into the patient areas and making sure they were out before Monday, everyone looked the other way.
Karl was going to break those rules and more.
He did his best to s
