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

“Ah? This was always his field of expertise.”


“This I do not know, but he thinks whatever it was you found will win him some kind of prize with big money.”


Ramon shrugged and winced. He glanced down at his abdomen and gave a moan.


Carlos took no notice. “Hmm. So, Arius thinks the specimen will reveal such secrets to him?” He rubbed his hands together. “And Ihave access to that hand.” He turned to Ramon. “You said you overheard this? Is he still in Brazil?”


“No, he called back to United States.”


“Good. Captain, I must use your radio to contact the institute. The last thing we want is for Dr. Perez to get it in his possession.”


I’d never known Carlos to be so vindictive, but then again, if he felt Perez had a hand in drawing his son to evildoings, it only made sense. Although I had the feeling evildoings and Manolo Viejo had a long, close acquaintance.


“One moment, Doutor, if you please,” da Rosa said, “while I rid my boat of this trash.”


Chapter 108