Chapter 2A quick survey of the beach told him they were probably alone. Raven dug his board upright in the damp sand next to the rescued board. A paramedic friend had once warned him that some people would fake needing help only to rise up, knock you out and rob you. So he approached the guy in the bright baggies with care. Reaching at arm’s length, he shook his bare shoulder.
“You gotta wake up, surfer dude. Tide’s going out now, but tomorrow you’ll drown during the incoming if you stay like this.”
With a groan, the stranger turned his head to the side and spit out sand. “Oh, sh…shit.”
“Yeah. That’s about the size of it,” Raven said in agreement. Coming closer, he saw they were probably close in age.
The man’s attempt to push up to his knees failed. He crumpled back down, forehead tou
