Asher continued on the sea-shore, and abode in his breaches.
Without ceremony or farewell, Asher crawled inside his tube.
Frozen with soul-chilling fear, Asher stared with eyes that bulged.
Not the small gun, such as Asher had concealed in his pocket.
Something in the chill, flint look of Asher's eyes must have warned him.
At that, it would be a test, and Asher dared ...