Dutch and his gang has washed up on Guarma a few days ago, and he hates it.

He’s dirty, tired, on an island that speaks fuck-all English, he’s mourning Hosea, and he‘s getting fed-up. He wants to go back to the USA, desperately.

Dutch goes to sit on one of the beaches, trying to get a break from the gang and the anti-Fussar rebels they’re helping, away from the base known as ‘La Capilla.’ Unknown to Dutch, he’s being watched.

He’s too busy thinking about recent events. Hosea, the money, and the gang’s future if he doesn’t get home.