Asher whipped around.

Walking toward the open-air beach bar was a slim woman with long blonde hair that reached her lower back. She was wearing a pure white bikini that looked tailor-made to her curves and purple sunglasses that probably cost more than all of Seeley’s scuba equipment.

The woman zeroed in on their position like a laser-guided torpedo.

Before the copper-haired woman could react, Asher reached out across the table, grabbing her hand, ...