Again she nodded.
Soon they were eating grilled hot dogs in silence, the smoke from the fire permeating everything.
Amanda swallowed a bite of meat, bun, and the mustard-ketchup mixture. She broke the silence first. "What's the treasure that you're so interested in if it's not gold and jewels?"
Phillip stopped eating and looked at her. His eyes were serious; she worried she may have offended him. "I'm hoping the chest buried somewhere on this island holds the truth about my famous ancestor."
Her curiosity aroused, Amanda continued. "I gather there is a letter or document that will tell a different story about Captain Swann than the tales told in the history books?"
Phillip took a small bite of his hot dog and nodded. "Yes. I believe there is a letter signed by Queen Anne of England, a
