David Knight has been plagued by dreams his entire life, only to have all memory of them vanish when he awakens. Now the dreams are coming with more frequency, and they seem to be drawing him to the Amazon. A scientist with a PhD in ichthyology and a dedication to learning all he can about lungfish, whose existence dates back to the Devonian era, David is determined to see what the Amazon holds. His hopes seem about to be answered when Dr. Carlos Avila contacts him. It seems the Brazilian archeologist discovered the remains of a previously undiscovered species on a tributary of the Amazon, and he’d like nothing better than for David to join the expedition to see if more of the creature can be found. Of course David leaps at the opportunity and flies to Pesadelo Bay to join the mismatched team. Once there, he discovers not only does Dr. Avila have his own agenda, but a former conquest as well as a friend who’d saved his life years before are part of the team and are engaged to be married. Meanwhile, the need to sail up the Amazon to find what ... or who ... is calling him there has become more and more pressing, and David must decide which is the most important -- learning what Dr. Avila really is searching for, or finding the answer to his dreams?

Lagoon of Dreams

“The old man beat Gene so badly he wound up in a coma.” Gwen’s expression was stone cold


“Of course not.” Her words were even colder than her expression. “He was deacon of the church we attended. Everyone believed him when he said his son had been attacked by some hobos whose intention was to rob him, and maybe do worse when they realized Gene didn’t have any money on him. There was a little camp down by the railyards, and the police chief took a bunch of men with him and went to arrest them. He just about went off the rails when no one was there, raised a ruckus demanding to know who’d tipped those bastards off.”


I tilted my head. “Did you warn them?”


“Yes. I knew they were innocent, so did the police chief, most likely, but he would have thrown them in jail anyway, and would have looked the other way while the townspeople ‘avenged’ my brother.”


Chapter 18