CORBIN
DRAKE: She’s on her way back to the bed-and-breakfast.
I’d been hiding in the shadows of the bed-and-breakfast—yes, like a stalker. I accepted that fact—until I received Drake’s text. Now I had to put my plan into place. I slipped the phone in my pocket and went back to leaning against my car, trying to look inconspicuous but failing.
The parking lot for Pelican Bay’s historic home was small and held few places for Hazel to park once she returned. I couldn’t miss her in my central location. Still, I didn’t want to be in public long. I wasn’t hiding out in Pelican Bay, but that didn’t mean I planned to advertise my existence to the entire town.