Chapter 13

Lucius walked past the red-haired girl he just talked to and let her melt from the flirtatious lines he remembered from David. The lines were effective; however, he realized she was not the wife he was looking for. There was no connection. All he did were forlorn attempts; he has talked to a lot of women in only a few minutes yet the connection he needed to guide him just wasn't there.

The red-haired screamed for his name, begging him to come back and asking why he just left so suddenly. He decided to ignore her and not let her pestering make him lose his temper; he needed to find his wife fast. As he walks towards the yacht, rather than the annoying, noisy, techno beats and the shouts of teenagers he was supposed to hear, he heard chanting. 

Tentatively, he stepped to where the chanting surfaced. It was a small crowd of both genders and the sexualities in between, some have glasses in their hands, some have plates of food, and some have cigarettes. He scrunched h