Chapter 16, Zorra Villa:
It took a great deal more effort to wake Joti than Zorra anticipated. Even after she forced him to an upright position, he struggled to keep his footing on the moving deck. The whole situation was odd. She expected the bodyguard to be ready to fight with a word.
“I don’t feel so good…” Joti slurred his words when he spoke and leaned against her arm for support.
If Zorra didn’t know better, she would think he was drunk, but she had rarely seen the young man drink and never to excess. No, this was different.
She helped him sit on the forward capstan, a good view of the black sand stretched out before them. “What is wrong with him?” she asked Xorbis.
The odd little man shrugged. “I might have given him too much…”
“Too much what?” Joti asked, his head lolling to
