Seazarein could do whatever he wanted,â Barkley said, teasing.
âThatâs true,â Judijoan answered with another scowl. âAs long as he maintains the schedule I set for him. And on my schedule thereâs no time for foolishness.â
âSheâs right, Bark,â Gray agreed. He noticed that the flying fish was still there. âSpeedmeister? Is there something else?â
âYes,â the flying fish said. âI carry a second message. Code word: Blue Coral.â
âThatâs an old code,â Judijoan said.
âFrom the North Atlantis, near Riptide Shiver, which doesnât exist anymore,â added Barkley.
Hokuu had been responsible for that also, and that brought the frilled shark back into Grayâs mind. Where was he? They would have to find him. They couldnât leave him to do whatever he was planning, that was for sure.
The quickfin bobbed his snout. âYes, thatâs true. Which is why I didnât want to give the message, but the code word was good so maybe itâs just old. But also, a stonefish gave this message to me.â
âA stonefish?â Judijoan gasped. âKaleth didnât know any of those poisonous criminals.â
âYeah, but we do,â Gray said as Barkley gave him a look. âIt has to be Trank. Whatâs the message, Speedmeister?â
âDonât call him that,â Judijoan said. âYouâll only encourage him.â
Barkley nodded for Eugene to continue.
âThe message is as follows. âFrom Trank, the owner and operator of Slaggernacks, home of the Big Blueâs tastiest seasoned fish, comes a new experience, the Stingeroo Supper Club, now open for business and conveniently located outside the Fathomir homewaters. Come for the fish; stay for the good times. All Seazareins eat free.â End of message. Nice to meet you, your lordships.â Eugene flitted out of the cavern in a flash.
âWhat does that mean?â asked the confused Judijoan.
âWith Trank you never know,â Barkley told her with a frown. The stonefish had his fins in many dark and mysterious things.
âIf heâs inviting us over, thereâs a definite reason.â Gray said. âWe need to go. Besides, couldnât you go for some seasoned fish?â
Barkley grumbled and shook his head.
VELENKA PROWLED THE GOLD-GREENIE OF THE Fathomir homewaters. Her black hide would normally be an advantage for concealing herself, but today was bright and sunny. Thankfully, the towering kelp field went on for miles, so Velenka could remain hidden if she swam with caution. She needed to be both silent and focused to catch something to eat. But her unwanted companion was neither of those things, which made hunting difficult.
âItâs so beautiful here,â Mari said.
âWould you please be quiet?â Velenka hissed. âSome of us are trying to find lunch.â
âIt kind of reminds me of the Riptide homewaters.â The thresher sniffled.
âOther than the fact they look nothing alike?â Velenka said. âNow, shhh!â
The Riptide homewaters had been destroyed by Hokuu. Velenka had been used as a decoy in the frilled sharkâs intricate plan, which ended when he sent Grayâs predecessor Kaleth and most of her finja guardians to the Sparkle Blue. Right now, Velenka was technically still a prisoner and so guarded at all times. More often than not, Mari was given this duty. The thresher didnât have anything to worry about, though. Velenka wasnât about to escape.
She had nowhere to go.
For weeks now Velenka had to listen to everyoneâs sad stories of where they were when Kaleth was killed, or this friend, or that one, or what theyâd been doing when Riptide was destroyed. None of those things bothered her. No, what bothered Velenka was that she had been used as a part of Hokuuâs plan and hadnât figured that out until it was far too