Bob listened to the music. When the light deviated, he knew Kian was on his last moments on ‘stage’ and would be coming.
He couldn’t get too near to the veranda for if he moved East and Kian came down on the West, he was not going to catch him.
The last note had played, he thought he saw movement to the far left and hurried there.
It was so dark, but then, up ahead, walking to the hotel he saw Kian.
Bob tried to run on the lumpy sand, shouted, but by the time he reached the point of the Hotel Kian had approached, there was no one there.
This was impossible!