"Somewhere in the North China Sea. A fishing boat happened past after the word died down that the island was a smuggling base." Oliver had been the one to put the smugglers all to rest, and even then it was a long time between the last death and the first passerby.
Oliver shrugged. "Hard for others, not for me. I had things to do."
Oliver took his shot before answering about Tommy. "Tommy and I... Things happened about the time you joined us, and we aren't in a good place right now." It was about as circumspect as he could get. He wasn't going to reveal Tommy's personal feelings to strangers.