A little bit more from Surfer Dude...Lord of the Deep, who's still looking for the intruder that set off his Sirens.
Pierce swam with great care along the barrier reef, his methodical glide slowing as he searched for subtle clues, displacing the colonies of amethyst polyps, glass sponges and coralline algae.
A glowing cryptopasara couesi attached itself to his side and bumped his ribs to get his attention.
“What do you want, Sea Devil?” Pierce growled without looking up.
The anglerfish worked its wide jaws, as if barking at him, and deposited a neoprene prize in Pierce’s hand: a full-footed, hot-pink dive fin, cleanly slit along the side, the strap ragged as if something had taken a bite.
“Where’d you get it, pal?”
The fish skimmed the side of an intricate, broccoli-shaped formation, flicking its tail to center Pierce’s focus, then waggled its bioluminescent lure in salute, and fluttered away.