Transgressor Excerpt – April 13, 2017

Oklahoma City, Oklahoma

“Good morning, hon. Are you rested?” I asked, hugging him from behind and planted a kiss on his cheekbone. “How long have you been up?”

“A couple of hours. I don’t know. Didn’t check the time,” he said distractedly. “Russ had a bit of a crisis and sent a text to alert me.”

“What happened? Is the Adelaide II okay?” I asked, concerned.

“No, nothing like that. But get this. Glen got up in the middle of the night and highjacked a lifeboat from the Adelaide, loaded it with food, water, whiskey and Dunkin, and decided to sail off to Dunedin.”

“That’s crazy. Did they find him? Is he okay?”

“Yeah, they found him, and he’s okay; just a little dehydrated from drinking more whiskey than water. He’s probably worse off from the tongue lashing Russ gave him than from the actual experience. Russ figures the Malefactor’s reappearance is what triggered this,” Ren explained.

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