Chapter 559 Our Enemy
- *Isla*
- It’s a beautiful, clear night. Waves brush against the rocky shore of the private island in the Teal Isles, a small group of islands roughly forty miles south of Maatua. The moon is full and bright, casting a long silver beam across the practically still ocean.
- On a night like this, Maddox and I normally would have shifted and gone for a nice long run through the tropical forest surrounding Maatua.