Roen, Melissa books

Last Call For Caviar

CHAPTER 29 WINGS OF HOPE Fingers of fog wrapped the Carpe Diem. The morning star was lost to sight behind the clouds. Dawn was only a couple of hours away, and would break cool and gray. I hadn’t been able to get a signal lower down on the aft deck, so I climbed to Carpe Diem’s sun deck. I held t...