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Chapter 7 As they were walking off the ferry, discussing dinner ideas, Melanie’s phone buzzed with a message. It was the first call in days and she scrabbled for it. Perhaps one of the models on the swimsuit shoot had broken a nail—she’d seen beginners panic for less—or had been eaten by a shark—she could always hope. But the text showed a local number. Meet us at 5- the Fabulous Five It was four thirty now. And she knew exactly who the four were and where they were meeting, the fifth puzzled her. She slowed to a halt at the top of the exit gangway where commuters were queuing up to board the ferry back to their island homes. All of the surety she’d felt moments before evaporated. Joshua noticed, of course. They were so in tune that their bodies practically hummed in harmony. Maybe sh