Fool's Gold Chasm veiðimaður

It was as much of an answer as it wasn't. But the message seemed clear all the same. He could take only a week to settle in and get comfortable here. Maximum. He had a feeling there might be a hidden minimum if the woman was as job-based as she seemed. That she might send him out the door the moment he came in.

Appreciate it. He did, really. It meant he could sleep and feed, then head up the mountainside. A trek that would take most of his energy, he imagined.

But it would be good. All of this would be good.