The cave is empty, and Morgan’s footprints are the only...

The cave is empty, and Morgan’s footprints are the only ones on the soft sand. He can hear the roar of the ocean behind him and the distant echo from the cave winding through the rock.

He tucks his sealskin behind a boulder, secures it so it won’t drift away at high tide and stands up, satisfied with the way it seems to disappear into the shadows of the rocks around it. There will be plenty of time to find the perfect hiding place in this cave later. Morgan has a Request to fulfill and some...