Addison accepted the chilled coupe glass. She turned to face the open French window. Truby's home looked out over a windswept sound on the western side of Cozumel. The crash of ocean waves on a coral beach was audible from inside.
As they'd flown in to land in Truby's front yard, it had become obvious that he'd chosen to live in isolation. On this coast was precious little but nature. The beaches were too wild, the sea too unpredictable. The entire population of Cozumel seemed to have clustered around the sheltered eastern coast, turned their backs to the open ocean."
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