The shop had no structure to its layout, no order in the placement of products. It felt more like a jumble sale than an upmarket dress shop. Alissa ran a finger over gold chains, pearl necklaces and lace chokers, deciding which would go best with her dress.
A young woman tapped her shoulder. “Someone is waiting to meet you at the dock.”
Alissa frowned but accepted what she’d been told.
“Can you show me the way?” Alissa asked.
“Yeah, I’m going too.”
The woman led the way, her long dark hair blowing in the wind. Every so often she would try to tuck the unruly tresses behind her ears, but the worsening weather won out.
The woman paused in front of a wooden stairwell and pointed, “He’s down there... somewhere.”
“Who is?”
The woman was halfway up the stairs befor
