Gemma POV
The trip to the resort was quicker than I expected. Perhaps it was because I was nervous.
We could be facing kidnappers.
I loved the room I was given. I was sharing it with Zena and Zoey. There was a set of bunk beds, and I hope my sisters will join us. But I am unsure how Dad will get them away from the school group. The view from the window was spectacular, the water inviting. I saw my sisters sitting on the beach, watching the beach volleyball. I was not surprised to see them sitting there. They were not into beach sports and always complained about sand in places where no woman wanted sand. They would enjoy snorkeling, riding the jet ski, and stuff in the water more than the sand. They had some boys sitting with them, laughing and joking.
What is Dad thinking about that
