Horatio smirked as he stepped into the morning sun. His team would be amused to see him dressed like a Magnum P.I. wanna-be.
The Hawaiian shirt was mild compared to some he had seen in recent days, but it helped him blend into his surroundings.
He had tossed his leave papers on his boss' desk and was on a flight before they even got signed.
He needed this break from reality.
All work and no play makes for a very dull boy.
He donned his sunglasses and joined the flow of strangers that was Key West on a Saturday morning.