Chapter 46

"Good grief," Stanley Peterson said. He didn't look particularly bothered by the sight of the girl’s body. The tip of his rifle remained pointed at the ground, a thin trail of acrid smoke drifting upward from the barrel. The silence that followed was heavy, broken only by the distant sounds of the ongoing assault on Emerald Island. Olivia Hayes lay still, the vibrant colors of her costume fading as the life left her. Chloe Vance stood frozen, her eyes wide with a shock that quickly sharpened...