Marian"s dusk soirée was in high gear.
It was a beautiful early winter evening in Florida, the perfect temperature that made everyone pleased that they were here and not shoveling snow back home. Marian was more boisterous than usual, and all the residents of the Pelican Inn were enthralled with her latest loud tale of some adventure from her maidenhood that was preposterous and hysterical. Everyone was laughing and drinking.
Jeff was sitting at the cabana after a long day of doing Marian"s chores and enjoying a free beer. He had heard all of Marian"s stories by now, so he wasn"t listening and really wasn"t paying attention to anything.
"Are you Jeff?" asked a voice. "Actually, I know you are."
Jeff turned toward a stranger.
"You"re a hard man to find," Amos Andrews said.
Jeff looked
