Against the Wind (Wayward Sons #3)

FOUR

DANIEL

The rumble of the Zodiac’s engines cut through the morning calm as we made our way down the Atlantic side of the Outer Banks to Hatterwick Island, the furthest Southern tip of the chain of barrier islands that ran along the North Carolina coast. At last. I wished the trip was for the personal reasons that had drawn me across the country to begin with, but if I wanted the opportunity to stay, my duty had to come first.

With the hurricane inbound, our official mission today was part patrol, part storm prep and evacuation assistance, but I was keeping my eyes peeled for any evidence of the drug runners hoofing it to move product before the storm hit.