I twist around as slowly as possible so I don't move the boat too far to one side. A mile or so behind me — I've never been great with judging distance — looks to be a small island. Green trees or other shrubs mark out a small section in the horizon. "Yeah."
"That's where we're going." Bennett resumes paddling with the oars he brought along.
"That's it?" He won't give me another hint. An island?
He shakes his head laughing. "Fine, you made it this far. That tiny island is called Fort Gorges. Back in the 1800s the military built a fort on the lands. It boasted top-of-the-line technology, but then somebody went and designed a long-range gun and made the forts obsolete. It was never used."
"Great example of government overspending," I murmur under my breath and twist back around to keep m
