The bedrooms were on the second floor of the main house. Each had a private bath very much like any hotel room and, to Cam’s delight, a firm, king sized bed. The wall farthest away from the door was covered with drapes. She carefully pulled the drapes aside, then opened the sliding glass door behind them and walked out onto a wooden balcony. A stretch of sand was dimly lit by some small lamps along a walkway below. From there, she could make out the movement of the ocean waves and heard them beat against the beach. Down the beach, she could see other buildings in the dim moonlight but couldn’t see what they were. Stairs led down from the balcony to the walkway, but Cam decided to wait until morning to explore. She turned back into her room and closed the door and drapes behind her.