Chapter 9: The ArrivalBY SUNDAY, THEY WERE all at their usual spot, drinking their first beers an hour before noon. Harley had managed to acquire three sets of fins and masks along with two crude spear poles. He had also convinced the boy and his mother to let them use the small boat to head out beyond the reef. As Harley finished up his beer, he was setting the elastic bands in the spear poles, screwing in the tips, and giving each a quick glance before setting them down in the sand. He couldn’t hide a grin creeping across his face.
Claire sat in a corner of the bar, her feet up on a chair in front of her as she stared out at the sea. Her face showed an expression of calm, but Cole wondered what thoughts were going through her head. Matt nudged Cole to break his focus, and the three of t
