Chapter 1: San Elijo Beach, 5:27 AM The Pacific was flat and glassy at dawn, the sky streaked pink as Gareth paddled into a waist-high wave. He popped up, knees bent, arms loose, the swell carried him almost to shore before sputtering out in a fizz of salt and foam. He stumbled off, laughing, breathless, wet hair plastered to his face. Vivienne watched from the sand, her salt-bleached ponytail slung over one shoulder. Whe...