Chapter 15
Calvin had barely managed collapse on the sofa in his hut when his comm buzzed in his pocket. He didn’t have to look at the time to know he’d been going nonstop for nearly twenty hours, just like every other day for a long while now.
Neither he, his Uncle Tana, or anyone else investigating the pink weed taking over all the oceans had the luxury of a siesta or sleeping late anymore.
He could ignore the comm, or maybe even leave it outside for at least a few hours. He wasn’t going to be much good to anyone tonight or the next day if he didn’t get some kind of rest.
The comm built into the wall behind him started then. Three quick buzzes, a five second pause, then three more.
Emergency.
Calvin grabbed the portable unit out of his pocket, recognizing Bel’s code right away.
“B
