Chapter 57

Graham’s POV

The ship pulled into port with a low groan, eventually settling against the pier.

On the dock, vendors vied for attention, the sweet aroma of fried plantains clashing with the salt spray of the sea. It was a picture of paradise, but I barely noticed any of it as my attention stayed on Mae.

I felt like a man walking a tightrope over a pit of vipers.

I kept my pace brisk but casual, o