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

“Dr. Avila? The Brazilian archaeologist?” Of course she’d know of him. Doing so might not be part of her job description, but she was one of the most widely-read secretaries in the company—probably on the East Coast, and she was aware of the leaders of many adjacent fields.


“Yes. He’s found something highly unusual along the Amazon, and apparently he needs an expert on lungfish to investigate it.” My second suitcase was brought out, and I grabbed it and placed it on top of the first.


I nodded. “Father will explain everything when he sees me.” The third suitcase appeared, and I stacked it with its mates. “He wants me to have dinner with him and Mother tomorrow night at seven.”


“Well, that should give you enough time to get home, unpack, and get your laundry done.” We went out into the warm afternoon sun. “Will you need some moral support? I wouldn’t mind a drive up to Connecticut.”


Chapter 38