“Never dro...”“Drop your guard,” Nikki says, cutting the other woman off. “Alright, alright. I’ll keep watch. You just be careful.”Riley... throws her a wink. “I always am.”She turns and heads further in, rifle at the ready. The light stretches a fair distance into the cave, but as the two suns set and the deeper she goes, the faster it gets dark. The cave seems to stretch on and on and it is eerily silent. After several minutes, diminishing light and no end in sight, Riley turns back around to. However, it's the nature of the town's economics that drew you...You see, Green Moore is built entirely on being a tourist trap. Their economy is designed around visitors. Whether simply passing through via the ocean, driving along the interstate Pacific Coast Highway, or attracting visitors outright for the surfing, bed-and-breakfasts, or other not-so-quaint beach activities, the town regularly had hundreds to thousands coming and going every day. Here, if people disappear, it was much easier. This could be a long hike today. I must keep my mind out of the proverbial gutter. I asked how her ankle felt, and she said fine, just a little bit of stiffness. I told her we would rest as many times as she thought it was needed. It should take about 4 or 5 hours to get to the top. After putting on our gear, which included now, a thermal mat to put under the sleeping bags my uncle had, we left, making sure the cabin was secure. The trail we chose was not all that hard, compared to some of the. She excused herself tofetch a poster of Pepper Reef on a surfboard, which shesigned with a personal message to the lieutenant'sdaughter.Finally Detective Halani cleared his throat and asked herif she had ever met Buster Cruz. She screwed up her faceand thought fast. "I remember him. He was creeping me outat Moondoggies last summer." Had you ever met him before?" Never." What happened that day at Moondoggies?"Her mind raced. "I was hanging out with a guy I met at thebeach, and we were trying to.