C18 CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Lucas’s POV

“Lucas…” Cily whispered beside me.

When I caught the familiar face as we stepped off the boat, I smiled.

Cily's face went deathly pale. “Lucas that's…” she began but was cut off by the man who'd reached us.

He was tall, and dressed in a worn out suit that seemed a size too large for him. From the look on her face I knew she knew who he was.

“Miss Cily. Nice to see you again