Nicole has sailed on my ship in the Great Circle Race, Jason announced without preamble when he stood in front of her.
Evelyn didnt raise her coiffed head from her cross-stitching. She told me she was returning to Paris or elsewhere on the Continent. Not sailing to Australia again.
I need to go after her, and I dont have a ship within two weeks sailing time of here. His throat tightened. I I need passage, he ground out.
At this, she lowered her work. Honestly, Jason! Dont be so melodramatic. Im angry, too, but theres nothing to be done for it now. Shell be back soon enough. Chit will miss much of the season, though. Then, in a dismissing tone, she added, Keep me updated on her whereabouts.
I dont think you understand me. She is in danger, and I need to go after her.
The dowager stood in a huff. Ridiculous. After all the times youve written, assuring me how safe she was, how beneficial sailing was for the girldont go changing your tale on me. She turned to leave the room.
I could make sure she was safe because I was with her, Jason said as he grasped her arm. She gave him a withering look, but he couldnt be deterred. Damn it, I wanted to spare you the realities of this trip, but you leave me no choice. Ive been investigating a series of strange accidents that have been afflicting several lines. I know that my ship was targeted because Nicole stumbled across a couple of cutthroats sabotaging it. She barely escaped with her life.
He continued over the womans horrified gasp, Shell travel through the fortieth parallel, known as the Roaring Forties, where some of the worst weather on earth manifests itself. Thirty- to sixty-foot rogue waves, large enough to swallow a ship of much more tonnage than mine, are not unheard of. The path where they are charted to sail has literally thousands of shipwrecks on the sea floor. And if I know Nicole, shell probably even maneuver them into the Screaming Fifties, which are much, much
I dont want to know! The cross-stitching shed been clutching dropped to the floor. For Gods sake, why have you taken her there in the past? she cried in outrage.
We never sailed the more extreme course. But Nicole came across her competitions planned route. It was next to suicidal. Now that she knows how far into the Forties hell go, shell sail even farther south.
I do not believe this. She grasped the high collar at her throat with shaking fingers. This is your fault. Again!
Lassiter drew his eyebrows together in an agonized expression. Its usually not so dangerous. And even now, I wouldnt overly worry about her because shes in capable hands. Hell, she is a capable hand. But before there was no doubt about our ships integritynow I dont know if those thugs could have been successful. It would be a deadly combination if they timed an accident to occur in the strongest tossing of the ship.
His look was beseeching. Ive got to get to my daughter, because if she hasnt already, she could soon know a living hell.
Chapter 11
This is embarrassing, Nicole heard one of their midshipmen mumble from the deck.
What an understatement. Just hours ago, theyd lost their rudder, and the Bella Nicola had become completely incapacitated. Their beautiful, regal ship with its American flag pennants had been flailing around, out of controla menace to the fishing vessels dotting the waters off the coast of Brazil.
After several hours, theyd managed to rig a makeshift rudder that would help them get closer to land and help. More important, theyd been able to get out of sight before the other gaining ships in the race had any chance to see them. Nicole knew it was shallowbut she would simply have to drown herself if Sutherland saw them like this.
She shook her hung head, only to cringe again when she looked up to the bow. Theyd certainly found help.
The Bella Nicola was being towed by a fully stocked guano freighter.
Even in the turmoil of the Bay of Biscays continuous storms, which Derek secretly believed was the best part of sailing, his mind had been constantly on Nicole. Evidently, shed been spying on the competition. All of the competition, if he was part of some list.
Hell, hed seen her studying his chart. And now that shed learned how far south he planned to go, theyd try to beat it. He in turn would have to sail closer to the Antarctic than hed ever anticipated.
When he found Nicole he would bloody hell, he didnt know what hed do.
For not quite six thousand miles, hed followed patiently behind the Bella Nicola, rarely varying from his south-southwest course. Hed already passed other competitors and was comfortable with his position, even though Nicole led, and he was most likely steadily losing ground on her. He didnt doubt hed make it up in the Southern Oceanno ship was stronger than his in those seas.
As they neared the easternmost tip of South America and the waters took on the emerald green cast so common over the reefs in this area, his crew spotted some local fishing vessels about sixty miles off the coast. Anxious to confirm his second-place position, Derek closed in and signaled them. The locals approached in their log raftjangadas and related that the Desirade had already passed.
Silence claimed the deck. Word of Tallywoods lead stunned everyone. Even though the Desirade was an extreme clipper, Tallywood had never attained half its potential speed. With his superior airs and his negligence in captaining, hed become a hated figure in the shipping community.
Tallywoods lead was surprising news in itself, but then Derek learned that the Bella Nicola had been towed into port at Recife, Brazil.
Towed?
He thought of his own strong position, of the ships hed passed in the Bay of Biscay and down the trades. It would be a close thing to take the lead from Tallywood as they continued south, then turned east toward Africa and the Cape of Good Hope, but Derek could afford to stop. It wasnt as if Nicole would be cutting a larger lead in the meantime, and she was his main competition. Or at least, her ship was. After ordering his crew to Recife, he went to his cabin to change.
He smiled, a lupine grin, when he recalled another excellent reason to stop in Recifenamely, Madam Maria Delgados bordello .
Without warning, the dream from two nights before flooded his mind. In it, Nicole lay in his bed, completely unclothed beside him, her impatient hands smoothing over his body. He turned and reached for her, pulling her body close to press against the naked length of his own.
He tilted her head to take his seeking mouth, and she eagerly met his lips, slipping her tongue in to lightly lap at his own. His hands roamed the front of her body, only stopping to press his thumbs over her ni**les.
Over and over, he brushed the peaks while he plundered her mouth, until she began writhing uncontrollably, arching her pelvis onto his swollen rod, making him want to explode against her.