ETHAN HIT HIS HEAD twice on the protruding rock before he decided to chip it away. Plenty more people would be entering and leaving the storage cave and the stony spur would have more victims if he didn’t do something about it. As he worked away with a hammer and chisel, the ocean view spread out in front of him, Ethan ruminated.
Cariad quickly entered his thoughts, as always. He hadn’t spoken to her for weeks, not since the moment the ship-to-ground comm had been reopened and they’d contacted each other simultaneously.
“It’s good to hear your voice,” Ethan had said. “For hours, I thought you were dead, until I saw you weren’t on the list of fatalities. Thank the stars you weren’t on the shuttle.”
“Yes,” Cariad replied. “I was incredibly lucky. It’s good to finally talk to you again, Et
