As Morgan walked away from the police station, she felt a need to return to the house. She couldn"t put her finger on why. She knew Cordelia wasn"t home, so there was no danger to worry about, but there was something pulling her and she’d been on Pearl Island long enough to know to follow her instincts. She picked up the pace of her walk and headed down Main Street. By the time she reached the house she knew the call she was feeling wasn"t from that area; instead, she was being called from the sea. Not even bothering to head up the walkway to her home, she turned and walked toward the sea dunes, heading towards the rockery. She stood on the shore looking out at sea, a feeling of an unease creeping over her.
"What"s the matter, Seaver child? Not everything is so perfect on your little isla
