Always wondering, never sure, Edan was now certain that the man in front of him right here, right now, was someone he was sure that he knew. The familiarity that you sometimes feel when you meet a stranger for the first time rushed over him in waves and his spine tingled with the expectation that the man knew him. Paul Scott, lurked in the shadows, the skipper had trusted him enough to welcome him among his Crew, and now he peered at his prize, silently, he concealed his pleasure with blank expression, it wouldn't be long now. 'Edan Corc' By AG Leyden
