Chapter 544 Eastward

• Olivia
• The wind caught my hair as I leaned over the side of the boat, causing it to whip around me in a small torrent. A slight rain had started to drizzle down—not quite enough to cause me to seek refuge inside the cabin, but enough to make me squint my eyes against the horizon.
• We had been on the water for some time now; the ride was typically about six hours, but it had been longer than that. I had lost track of exactly how much time it had been, but if the setting sun was any indication, it had to have been at least eight hours by now.