CHAPTER ONE
THE TWICE-WEEKLY FERRYBOAT， which was the only
means of reaching the Greek island of Kinos，
chugged its way noisily across the still blueness of
the Mediterranean， creating a wake that gradually
diminished until only minute ripples were left to lap
against the rocks that formed jagged promontories
guarding the wide bay and the entrance to the har-
bor of Melmia. The deck of the boat was crowded
! with goods--drums of fuel， crates of livestock，
- sacks of fruit and vegetables--leaving little room
. over for the passengers， who were mostly native
Greeks， from their dark hair and olive complex-
!~ ions. But here and there the lighter coloring of trav-
\". olers from more northern climates could be seen as
i ~ they stood together in small groups， guarding their
~ luggage.
~Z: One girl， though， her shoulder-length fair hair
i~ !~ blown into disarray by the breeze created by Re.
~i~: boat s passage， stood alone by the ratl， gazmg m-
~ ~ tently at the approaching harbor as if searching for
~-， ~ something. But it was well into tlae afternoon now，
~: the sun still high in the summer sky， and there was
little or no movement on the jetty or on the few
fishing caiques or holidaymakers yachts tied up
against the wall. Disappointed， Holly Weston drew
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