Thirty-Five
Wednesday, March 24, 6:52 P.M. CST
Tranquility Bay Resort
Eva found Ruben in the dive equipment shed, making alterations to a pile of long fishing spears. “Hey, Ruben. Do you have time to give me and a friend a ride back to RIMS?”
“My pleasure. Ino durumandei. Is your friend as beautiful and as smart as you?” He grinned. “And if so, would you set us up?”
Eva laughed. “I don’t think she’s your type. Do you have any bait fish?”
“Aye. The cook should have some in the kitchen. If you and your friend are going fishing, I could take you.”
Eva walked toward the kitchen. “No thanks. I just need to get her home.”
When she returned, armed with a bucket of small smelly fish, Ruben handed her a spear. “You should take this just in case you decide to go lionfish hunting. These are t
