The shadow of his head contrasted sharply with the moonlit ripples. He'd been stupid to try to hide here.Cautiously, chiding himself as he did so, Hank eased himself toward the shore, staying as low in the water as he possibly could. His ears were alert to any sound, any hint of trouble. He paused at the water's edge, and then made a quick dash across the beach to the shadows of the coconut trees. He glanced over his shoulder, and saw that his footprints were mingled among those of the group's. It was a familiar room, so the furniture and walls quickly gained their proper place as I got used to the light. I could just make out the shape of Kayla standing over by the closet door."Can you see anything yet?" she whispered."Not much," I said. "What are we doing down here? We're supposed to be on a scavenger hunt."She reached for the doorknob and opened the closet door just a crack. Light from inside the closet seemed to flood out of the opening, and suddenly I could see Kayla standing. "People are going to think I'm some kind of sissy girlyboy," he lamented."You're my sissy girly boy," Julia said with some measure of pride inher accomplishment. "Let your feminine side out," she urged, "embraceher, nurture her."He dipped his head, unable to look Julia in the eyes. It felt like hewas at another crossroads, another barrier, about to be crossed, thatmight just erase what little of his old self still existed. What wasshe turning him into? Julia had been telling him all along that. ’ The laugh that followed scared Cambry simply because she got it. She finally understood. She was never safe. Not for nine weeks. Grant’s hand went to Cambry’s shoulder and squeezed quickly. ‘It looks like the employee beach houses are quite a hike from the resort. Don’t fret.’ The lady was still chuckling at her joke when she handed Grant his itinerary. ‘Don’t miss the All Team Meeting tonight in the Caprice Theater.’ The three easily found the area four beach houses. There were four large.
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