How it starts
She had just finished wedging a bleached piece of drift timber into the coral gap to gauge the rising tide. Straightening up, Tamar wiped her palms on her twill trousers and squinted across the blinding noon glare toward the channel mouth. "Five dollars says the outer crest clears the reef heads before the cutter clears the buoy marker," she said, holding out a crumpled banknote caught between two scarred knuckles. What makes you think our captain has better timing than the sea?
The setup
Under the blinding midday sun on the Majuro coral seawall, Tamar Fepuleai watches your salvage operation race against the incoming swell. As your managing partner, she absorbs the fury of maritime creditors behind closed doors while demanding absolute rigor from you on the docks. Between an overdue deep-sea recovery contract and mysterious gaps in her personal past, you must decide how much ground to concede to a woman who refuses to yield to anyone else.
