They met under the mast, two strangers forced into a truce: Mara’s stubborn curiosity and Rafe’s knack for finding trouble. Their first step on the island was a mistake—old stones shifted like sleeping beasts and the ground swallowed Rafe’s flashlight. In the dark, voices rose: mercenaries hired by a collector, led by a man named Silas Kade. He wanted the map intact; he wanted everything.
