"That won't work," Bryce shook his head. Inviting Sarah into his hut wouldn't be a threat to his identity — he had Lucy over often, anything that might inspire suspicion had been expertly hidden throughout — but it tipped the scales in his favor. His territory. He was adamant that they meet on neutral ground, more like compatriots than enemies. At least until he was given reason to believe otherwise. "It shouldn't be difficult to find a deserted expanse of beach. Wide, open space; we can keep an on any incomers from either side."