Chapter 8
Isle of the Pirates
“What is it? You’ve been lost in thought and distracted all day,” Tonya Maitland-Waves said.
Ashure Waves smiled when she wrapped her arms around him from behind and rested her chin on his shoulder. He should have known that she would realize that something was bothering him. He looked at the woven bracelet he was rolling between his fingers. Originally the three beads were white. Now, one had turned completely red and a second one was half red. The dark red color stood out starkly against his wrist.
“It is Nali. She—had an encounter that did not go well with the alien creature I told you about,” he replied.
“Is she okay?” she asked, her voice filled with concern.
Tonya walked around the chair he was sitting in and sat down on the footrest in front of hi
