My Lord and Spymaster 3 by Joanna Bourne

Author:Joanna Bourne [Bourne, Joanna]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Ship Captains, Traitors, Man-Woman Relationships, England, London (England), Spies, Romance, Fiction, Historical, General, Love Stories
ISBN: 9780425222461
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 2008-07-01T07:00:00+00:00

Maps and plans. She changed francs to pounds in her head. The sale had been for 800 pounds. A small fortune.

The letter sank down to her lap, feeling too heavy to hold up. She sat for a long time, staring at it.

This was how you felt when the ship crunched up on rocks in the night. Shock and helplessness and nothing ahead but cold, dark water closing over you. Lots of struggle you were going to lose at.

She’d worked so hard, looking for this proof. But it had been almost a game, these last few days, searching his house. She’d been so sure she wouldn’t find anything.

“It’s not proof. It’s just paper.” Kedger nudged under her hand and she reached to hold him. “It’s just paper.”

She’d thought she understood the Captain. He was stern outside. He walked around looking at the world like he was about to board it with a cutlass between his teeth. But she’d felt warmth glowing out of the center of him, like a sun. Cinq would be cold and selfish as winter. Not like the Captain. Could she be so wrong?

Kedger nudged again. She whispered, “It could mean anything. It’s no better than what they have on Papa.”

She knew what she had to do. She had to give Sebastian to the English authorities. They’d let Papa go. Her father would live, and Sebastian would hang, and she’d crawl away into a hole and be sick. She was sick now.

The clock chimed. She packed everything away neat into the strongbox and closed it up and put all the lights out, except one to carry with her, and went out into the Dark.

HIS bed was next to the window. He liked to turn his head and look out at the sky over the trees in the square when he was falling asleep, losing himself in the stars the way he used to do when he was first mate and took watch. Sometimes, when he was drifting off, he caught himself trying to chart the course of the house, calculating its latitude from the height of the North Star.

He’d fallen asleep to the sound of rain. But he’d passed too many nights in dockside taverns to ever sleep deeply. Stealthy footsteps woke him instantly.

That was light in the hall. That would be his sneak thief, Jess, plying her trade.

She’d crept past Quent’s room, not even pausing. Good. He didn’t have to go out there and knock his cousin endwise.

She’d stopped outside his door. No. Outside the door across the hall. She was not, unfortunately, coming to share his bed. She was breaking into his study. It took her half a minute to get through the lock. A woman of varied and interesting skills, Jess.

He’d listened to her putter around his office, making rustles and clicks he could barely hear. Then there was no noise at all. Jess was comfortably ensconced, going through his desk. He could almost see her, working away at it when she should be resting.

He

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