Lemuria by Greig Beck

Author:Greig Beck [Beck, Greig]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-07-14T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 21

On the Reykjavík wharf, Tygo and his three hulking men were inside the Kaffibarinn Bar and all four watched the boat with an unblinking intensity. Also at the table was Svenson Olgarr, owner, captain, and operator of the fishing vessel, The Hildur.

Tygo had chartered it for a week, and right now, the crew were loading their equipment onboard. At the museum he had seen what the other group were taking, and he had matched it, not yet knowing what it was all for, but wanting to be ready for anything.

The captain drained his beer and slammed the empty glass down. “One more for the road.” He grinned at Tygo and slid his mug toward him.

Tygo looked down at him as if he were a bug for a second or two, before breaking into a smile that never reached his eyes.

“Of course.” He nodded to Lars who went to get the man another drink. While they were still in at dock, Olgarr held the whip hand. But Tygo knew that as soon as they were on the water, then things would be different.

The huge Viking’s eyes slid to the captain. “Are you all fuelled up?”

Olgarr shared a tobacco-stained grin and nodded as the next beer was pushed in front of him. “The boat, yes, and I will be as well.” He took a deep gulp of the frothy beer and smacked his lips. “And as you requested, we have spare fuel onboard. We are ready to go.”

The man’s cackle lifted his stained beard as he leaned forward. “And if you would like to pay for anything else, I am happy.”

Tygo ignored the little man and turned back to the window to watch the Arctic Princess finish its preparations – when they moved, he’d move.

***

In another hour the team aboard the Arctic Princess was ready to go. Jorgan and Bjorn cast off the bow and stern ropes while Elrik lodged his departure notification. Elrik then backed the boat out, expertly guiding the large vessel through the crowded moorings.

The winch was folded back, and the nets stowed but on deck they had several drums of fuel, as Elle had suggested they may need to travel 700 miles, and then some.

By the time they left the port harbour it was evening, the wind had dropped, and the water was glass smooth. The weather was expected to be fair for the coming week.

Elrik’s plan was first to get them up to where the perpetual mist now hovered over the water off the coast of northeast Greenland. Then it was up to Elle, Anne, Troy, and his mystical drekafinarri to guide them from there.

As they had disembarked late, the brothers and Jorgan would take shifts at the wheel while the passengers could catch some sleep. All things being well, and travelling around the clock, they should arrive at or close to their destination tomorrow around late morning.

Elrik checked the radar and saw a few other vessels out, which wasn’t unexpected this time of year as

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