The rain hadn’t stopped. It wasn’t pouring it was small rain, the rain that gets you wet. I was soaked, freezing and couldn’t wait to go home for a hot shower.

“Should I be worried that we haven’t heard from Alanna?”. I asked Rocco.

“Nah”. He grinned. “She plays by her own rules out here. I’m sure she’ll be fine”.

“Shouldn’t we at least check? I mean it’s almost 4 and she hasn’t checked in once”. I’m not saying something had happened to her, but I find it ...