Even from afar, Jade recognized him immediately. He stood on the edge of a white rock and looked at the golden beach below, where photographers, models, all kinds of assistants and referents were now scurrying about, where a group of local fishermen who had returned from morning fishing watched in amazement at this gathering of sea mermaids. His eyes were hidden by the mirrored lenses of his sunglasses, the hard line of his mouth a clear contrast to the disarmingly confident smile she remembered so well. She had seen enough of this once.