A Kiss in the Wind
“But it will be daybreak in a few hours.” Willie’s statement cut into Blade’s quiet contemplation. He understood what Willie had been trying to say minutes ago, and why he had asked to speak to Blade in private upon being ordered to turn the Rissa back. Willie objected to the decision. Even in the dark, Blade knew his quartermaster frowned at him. As he probably should. Blade let the matter of his cameo get the better of him.
He leaned on the railing with crossed arms. His gaze dropped to the prow slicing through the water below. Black ridges with fleeting white crests rolled then disappeared into the dark. The ship creaked as she stretched forward into the salty night. If he returned to Puerto Plata now, he would indeed lose precious time. Sailing along the Mona Passage was tricky with its twisting tidal currents. He’d need as many days as he could afford to make it through safely.
As for his cameo, he suspected it lay with other ill-gotten trinkets someplace Marisol regarded safe enough.
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