“I THOUGHT PIERCE WAS going to join us,” Clovis said to Emma.
She shrugged, her mouth filled with rich, buttery lobster, and swallowed. “He’s going to try to get here in time for dessert. The governor called him into his office for a report.”
Alf frowned. “The governor? Seriously? Why him?”
Emma wiped Cilla’s face and handed her a green bean, which the child promptly snatched up and stuffed happily into her mouth. “Didn’t I tell you? Governor Blanchette is his uncle.”
“Ha!” Brita laughed. “You weren’t kidding when you said he had friends in high places.”
“He and his uncle actually don’t get along very well. He thinks Blanchette is failing the people of Hawaii by not policing the parks better. But he agreed to tell the man what went down in the reserve and hopefully convince him to do
