The tropical moon hung low over the outer reef, casting a brilliant, silvery path across the black satin of the Indian Ocean. Inside the overwater residence, the only sound was the soft, rhythmic lap of the waves against the structural pylons and the gentle, steady hum of the climate control. In the small secondary bedroom, the custom mahogany crib was shrouded in a soft white mosquito netting. Hayes lay sprawled out on his stomach, his plush bear tucked under his arm, his breathing deep and perfectly rhythmic. Adrian stood by the door frame, his massive shadow stretching across the floor. He watched the boy for a long moment, ensuring the toddler was completely dead to the world, before he quietly pulled the door shut until it clicked into place. He walked down the long, teakwood corridor toward the outdoor terrace. The open-air deck was illuminated only by a dozen glass lanterns containing thick, flickering beeswax candles. In the center of the deck, the massive sunken ston
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