The Butcher of St. Peter's by Michael Jecks

Author:Michael Jecks [Jecks, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General, Fiction, Mystery & Detective, Murder - Investigation, Mystery Fiction, Great Britain, Historical, Detective and mystery stories, Puttock; Simon (Fictitious Character), Furnshill; Baldwin; Sir (Fictitious Character), West Country (England), Great Britain - History - Medieval Period; 1066-1485
ISBN: 9780755322985
Publisher: Headline Book Publishing
Published: 2005-12-01T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

The doctor slept hard—John suspected the man had taken something from his bag of tricks to help with that. He himself felt completely healed and in good spirits. In great spirits in fact—Grey's responses to his advances had made the last couple of days most enjoyable. The man's body was like putty in his hands, pliant and needy, so responsive. It was perhaps time to convince Grey's mind to follow.

He grinned. Oh, yes, a seduction rather than a taking—he could just imagine it, Grey making the first move, Grey kissing him. Grey offering himself. That way he would not break that lovely spirit that attracted him so, and yet he would still have the man. After all, he had already more than proved that the person Grey fought so hard was not John, but himself.

John laughed, climbing the stairs and turning his face to the sun. It felt good to be above deck, the spray of the seawater and fresh air made him feel whole and hale. Grey would come to enjoy this. Would become one of them, he was sure of it.

He checked in with everyone, making sure they all knew he was well, still in his prime. He even dealt out some blows with the cat ‘o nine tails, one of the men having disobeyed Matey's orders. They all knew when he wasn't around, Matey ran the ship, but sometimes ought needed reminding.

They were a good crew though, on the whole.

He spent a few hours above before the lure of pale skin wearing his marks and sweet, angelic curls sent him below again. There was a battle of wills waiting for him. One he would win. He grew hard just thinking on it.

He opened the door, shocked to find the man gone, disappeared. He stepped out and closed the door again, asking Tom if the lad had been standing guard the whole time.

"Yes, Captain, sir."

He went in again, looking around. The bed was made, the room straightened, the doctor's bag still there, but only half full. So they were back to this. He steeled himself, ready to be attacked with any manner of strange tool the butcher used in the course of treating his patients.

"Show yourself, Butcher.” John would not indulge in a game of search and seek. He was the captain. Silence answered him.

He sighed and went to the porthole, opening the glass and letting the breeze in. The bedclothes ruffled, the sound of the ocean soothing. “I do not understand how a man could lock himself to the land. There is nothing to compare to the freedom of the ocean.” He knew the good doctor listened, heard him, watched and waited.

"I am the master of my own destiny. The ruler of my own rolling country. There is none can tell me what to do, how to live my life.” He stood proudly, watching the ocean. One day she would take him deep into her arms and quell his breath, but for now she was his savior, keeping him safe and free.

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