She finished the bar with visible effort she clearly hated it, washing it down with water, then finally looked around their makeshift shelter properly for the first time. The cave was small, cramped, and about as far from the luxury hotel, they'd left this morning as you could get. The ceiling was just high enough for him to stand, and the walls were rough stone that wept moisture in the humid air.

"Are we really spendin' the night here?" she asked, taking in the rough stone walls and the ...