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
