Jennifer stepped off the boat, her mind still swirling with doubts about what she had seen earlier. Was it just her imagination? Her vision was typically reliable, and the sighting hadn't initially seemed like a mere figment. How could it have disappeared so suddenly?

Or was Adrian playing tricks on her?

She couldn't tell if it was real or not, and it was starting to irritate her.

"Miss," came a cheerful male voice, snapping her out of her thoughts.

Looking up, Jennifer saw a handsome man hastening toward her, a smile on his face as he offered to help her with her bags.