Chapter Seventeen
Willemstad, Curaçao, Dutch Antilles
Felicia opened her eyes. Her vision was clear but her mind was not. She was lying on a soft bed in a compact, but luxurious, room. She sat up, her heart racing. Where was she? Felicia steadied herself, took a deep breath and willed her pulse to stop racing. Placing her feet on the floor, she felt a steady vibration coming from beneath her. She took stock of her surroundings. The only source of light was from bright sunlight that streamed in through a small round window.
Felicia pushed herself off the bed and moved unsteadily to the window. She was shocked to see the buildings of Punda moving slowly past the window and realized that she was on a boat, a sizable vessel, in a cabin, low down and close to the water. The vibrations that s
