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He couldn't bear it any longer. Not one minute more. So he wrenched open the door and ran out onto the beach, taking deep gasping breaths. It had all been an awful, terrible mistake. The fucked up mission to retrieve Anton Hess, his father’s death that felt so much his fault. It felt like a mistake to come back, and even more of a mistake when he said that he’d stay.
The one thought that sustained him, as he heard the roar of the Camaro pulling up, was that he wasn't totally alone in his new life back in Hawaii.