According to Hoyle by Abigail Roux

Author:Abigail Roux [Roux, Abigail]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
ISBN: 9781615817924
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2011-01-16T14:14:17+00:00

“WHAT’S the matter, boy, cat got your tongue?” one of the men taunted as he roughly shoved Cage and the marshal toward the elegant curving stairwell.

Cage was one of the only men not kicking up a row about the way they were being prodded like cattle, and his conspicuous silence had drawn the notice of their captors. He didn’t even bother to shake his head in response.

“He’s too good to talk to you,” another man sneered as Cage felt a gun barrel jabbed at his lower back to quicken his pace.

“Maybe we’ll just have to teach him some manners,” the first man cackled.

Neither Cage nor Wash looked at each other as the men herded them across the main cabin and toward the salon with several other passengers and officers of the ship’s crew.

Cage pressed his lips tightly together and was careful not to react like he wanted to the baiting. He had counted at least four men just in passing while being led through the main cabin of the ship and toward the stairs. All of them were heavily armed, each with a piece of cloth covering his face. Any moves Cage or the marshal made could be misconstrued as putting up a fight and wind up getting one or both of them shot. And they hadn’t even managed to bring a knife to this gunfight.

The man behind him jabbed Cage’s back harder and Cage stumbled. He balled his fists, telling himself again not to fight back.

“Leave him the hell alone,” Wash finally growled to the man, who continued to jab Cage in the back even as he tried to right himself.

“Shut your mouth, mister,” the man ordered angrily. “Move it.”

Cage wished he could point out to the man that prodding one prisoner for not talking and then yelling at another to shut up gave a lot of insight into why he might not be the lead hoof on the horse. That meant that this particular man was probably going to be killed by his more intelligent colleagues when he finished whatever job they needed him to be doing. One always needed a few expendable men. Stupid ones, preferably. They never saw it coming.

The thought of that pending vengeance made Cage smile.

The man shoved Cage harder and he staggered through the doors of the main salon. There were roughly ten people crowded into the corner near the stove—all gamblers or hard men who had probably already been in the salon when the ship had been boarded. The little group of angry men were all being made to sit on the floor as two men with strips of linen over their faces stood guard over them with double-barreled shotguns. Across the room, along the long wooden bar that normally served the salon’s guests their alcohol, sat an array of guns and knives and other weaponry that had obviously been taken from the gamblers.

Out on the foredeck, several bodies were being pushed overboard into the river.

Cage assumed they had been passengers or

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