*Michael*

I paced back and forth across the plush living room rug, kneading the tense muscles at the back of my neck. It had been two days since Shelby's harrowing ordeal of being lost at sea. Two days since that mysterious island fire signal and Lucas's daring midnight rescue mission found her dehydrated but miraculously unscathed.

I should have felt nothing but relief and gratitude over having my beloved wife restored safely. Instead, my gut roiled with fresh unease ...