Andrew was remembering the good times he and Ngaiti enjoyed aboard ship. The vigorous debates they had won and lost. The laughs they shared and closeness they felt, almost like brothers. Even Ellie had taken to Ngaiti quickly and treated him like a sibling. Andrew smiled at the recollection of seeing the surprise on Ngaiti's face when Eleanor had cautioned him on his table manners. His smile quickly vanished as strong arms grabbed him from behind and held him fast. He dropped the lantern and ...