I stuffed the note into my pocket and back out of the spot as quickly as I could.

Pulling around to the shack I was relieved to see Peter sitting outside with bags in hand. I unlocked the doors and got out.

"This everything?"

"Besides the guitar."

"Okay I'll go get it, you get everything in the car and be ready to go."

He nodded and walked to the car as I went inside. Scanning the rooms I saw the guitar case leaned against the wall in the kitchen.

I ran over to it and slung it over my back. But as I straightened up, about to leave, something caught my eye.

Looking out the kitchen window, which opened up onto the woods, I saw people standing in the tree line.

And they were watching me.