Five passengers from Lisbon

M.G. Eberhart

Boarding the ship was like entering a dream for Marcia Colfax. At her side was the man she loved. Awaiting them was long delayed happiness…

But now a bloodstained knife had slashed her plans to bits. Now her dream had turned into a nightmare. Now her voyage to happiness had become a race against death as murder stalked the shadowed decks…

It had begun as a voyage to freedom, a dream come true.

But now every passenger on the ship was stalked by deadly fear, every shadow had become infused with dread.

One man had died, a knife buried deep in his back. Another had met an even more gruesome end. That was bad, but what was worse—the murderer was readying to strike again…