Chapter 159: Vaughn

Tuesday. Yialos Hotel, Meneou, Cypress.

"YOU HAVE REACHED your destination."

Vaughn stared up at the white hotel in front of them. It was out of the way and with any luck they'd look like a group of tourists who'd partied a bit too much. He parked their rental in the small lot adjacent to the building and together they got out.

The keys to two adjoining rooms had been waiting for them along with the car.

Vaughn didn't know how the guys back home did this stuff, but he appreciated it. They were all on their last leg, too tired to think beyond making it to the next stop to figure out what that stop was.

He got out of the van and stretched, his legs wobbling a bit. An hour after they'd disembarked from the smuggler's small ship Vaughn still felt the ground moving beneath him. It was the same thing every time he got on the water. His body just clicked with it and didn't want to let it go.

Maybe the next chance he got he should take a vacation. Bring Mom and Santiago if he wa