Captain who?
This time, the lodge was buzzing. Staff cleaned boats, tourists gathered, and the quiet dock from yesterday looked completely different. Jake stepped up to the desk, asking for Win.
The receptionist frowned. “Captain who?” Emily explained quickly—middle-aged, short, big smile. He’d taken them out just yesterday. But the woman shook her head, baffled. She didn’t know him.
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