“Fortuna, wake up, were here.” Seraphina’s voice drifted to me.
I shook away the lightheadedness and lifted my heavy head. Somehow, the position had shifted and I was the one laying on Seraphina’s lap.
The smell of sea water and dead fish wafted through the air, hitting my senses and instantly waking me up completely.
Seraphina motioned for me to follow her and I wobbled out of the car, squinting against the bright sunlight and adjusting my denim jacket and crumpled white shirt.
Hermes and Apollo were talking to a shady man near the docks, and as Seraphina and I approached, I scanned the area. A few old ships and three new yachts lined the dock, their anchors set in place. Small fishing boats were littering the water, and numerous people went about their business. Some were selling goo
