Black Jack by Mari Carr

Author:Mari Carr [Carr, Mari]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: Book Boutiques
Published: 2017-07-17T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Emma stood outside the jailhouse and cursed herself for being a fool.

She’d fallen for Jack’s lies on the ship. Let herself believe he didn’t truly care for her. After their night of overpowering passion, she’d awoken the next morning alone in Jack’s bed.

Time at that point flew by. They landed onshore and Jack negotiated the terms for her release as well as that of the other sailors in her father’s employ. He’d locked her in his cabin, not returning. Once the ransom was received, she’d been escorted home by strangers, despite her demands to speak to Jack. She’d left him a long letter expressing her true feelings for him. She loved him, and she would until the day she died. She begged him to come to her.

No response came and for days she’d tried to hate him, tried to feel joy over the news he’d been captured and was facing execution for piracy and kidnapping, tried to forget how much she loved him.

Then she’d overheard her parents speaking about her strange behavior upon her return, concerned that she was uncharacteristically subdued and quiet. She listened as her father expressed his surprise that Black Jack hadn’t taken any money for returning her to her family.

She was also shocked to discover Jack hadn’t been captured. According to her father, he’d surrendered. Jack hadn’t ransomed her. He’d released her. The fool had thought she’d be better off without him and now he was sacrificing his life to protect her.

Her path was suddenly clear.

A door opened and Emma was ushered inside the jailhouse, along with three other women. She’d recruited the help of Jack’s crew in plotting his rescue. Together, they’d hatched a plan to break the pirate captain out of the prison.

Dressed as a prostitute, she followed the other women. They’d told the guards Jack’s men had splurged for their captain to have one last fuck before facing the gallows in the morning. The guards allowed Emma into Jack’s cell, while the other prostitutes entertained them with alcohol and sex. Little did the guards know, the drinks were drugged.

Emma’s heart pounded as she stepped into Jack’s dark cell. It took several moments for her eyes to adjust to the shadows. Jack was sitting on the floor, chained to the wall, and he appeared to be asleep.

“I’m not interested in what you’re offering.” His voice was gruff, almost angry.

She didn’t move, too overwhelmed with joy. This plan would work. It had to. She couldn’t imagine a world where Black Jack didn’t exist. When she didn’t respond, he leaned closer.

“What do you want?” he asked and she knew he didn’t recognize her.

“You,” she whispered.

The chains clanged against the wall as Jack jerked with surprise. “Emma?”

She moved closer, pausing when she reached the thin beam of moonlight touching the floor from a high window.

“Am I dreaming?” His voice seemed pained.

Emma walked closer, dropping to her knees. She could see dark bruises on his arms and face. Her lover had been beaten. Badly.

“Jack,” she said, her heart breaking as she touched his injured eye.

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