Chapter 15The nail polish finally softened. Radhi wiped it off with cotton balls soaked in remover. Some purple remained around the edges and in his cuticles. He took an old toothbrush he’d saved for this purpose. Dunking it in the acetone, he scrubbed around the nails until every speck of polish had disappeared.
Spreading his fingers in front of him, he inspected his work. Satisfied, he put away the things and climbed out the cuddy. The hot air hit him like he’d opened an oven door, in contrast to the air-conditioned interior. He almost turned around and went back in, but he didn’t.
Oscar still sat in the fishing chair and held the pole. Two empty tuna cans littered the deck beside him. He stared down at the water.
“How’s it going?” Walking to Oscar’s side, Radhi caught a glimpse of th
