It's a dismal and dreary day here too. Currently 42/5° with a fine mist in the air. Mum is in her recliner in the sun room reading. The pup and I are in the recliner in our room. He's dozing while I read. I see a large mug of hot tea in my future.
We had golden tilefish baked in parchment, baked sweet potato and salad. It was a difficult day for me as my head was troublesome so I needed something easily prepared.
It is a not very pleasant day here. Despite the temp remaining in the low 50's/11-12° all day it has been damp. We've had bouts of light rain off and on. There's also just enough breeze to make it chilly. I'm currently sipping at a large mug of Scottish Breakfast tea with milk and honey.
Hmmm, intriguing. Typically don't read this sort of thing but I've enjoyed others of your work so gave it a try. While still not my thing I can appreciate how well done this is. The story like the island is bleak and without escape. Once there you remain captive until the end.
Wow! A lot happened in this chapter. As always it was great to see Brad again. Life moves on ... for everyone. Atlanta, Colorado Springs, DC, Mexico City, Miami, Ritch may be the pilot but others have sprouted wings too. Donovan seems like trouble but this is the CJverse, rehab happens with people too. I am curious as to why the cops called Ceasar when he was arrested.