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The deck under my feet was moving. The moment I shifted my balance to compensate, the ship tried to make a break for it. Last time I'd taken a ship was almost three years ago. Clearly, this wasn't at all like riding a bicycle.
Andrea, on the other hand, seemed no worse for wear. She leaned on the rail on my right, smiling. Raphael stood next to her. Where Andrea was short and blond, Raphael was tall, lean, and dark, with a wave of nearly black hair falling to his shoulders. He was also smoking hot. Some men had that indescribable quality, a kind of masculine sensual air. They looked at you and you knew having sex with them would be a memorable experience. Raphael didn't just have the air; he was his own seductive tornado. He was also one of the deadliest knife fighters I've encountered. Raphael loved Andrea more than fish loved the sea. She loved him back and flashed her guns when single women strayed too close.
Barabas stood on the other side of me, looking like he would hurl any minute. "Does it always move this much?"
"It gets worse," Raphael told him.
"You'll get used to it," Andrea promised.
A woman came down the pier, heading for the ship. She walked with an easy, lazy grace that spoke of strength and perfect balance, despite the dangerously tall heels of her black leather boots. Shapeshifter walk. Always a dead giveaway.
Black jeans hugged her hips, and a rust-red blouse with a jean jacket over it showed off her curves. Her hair, worked into a mane of dark tight spirals, moved as she walked, underscoring her smooth stride. She turned and I saw her face. She was striking: a heart-shaped face, skin the color of coffee, with smart dark eyes and a full, sensual mouth.
Eduardo picked up the next container and saw the woman. His face fell. "Hi, Keira."
Ha! So that was what Jim's sister looked like.
Keira winked at Eduardo. "Hello, delicious."
All of the blood drained from Eduardo's face. The container whistled through the air, cleared the deck, and plunged into the water on the other side.
Keira laughed, a low contralto chuckle, and kept going.
"Oops," Eduardo called out.
"What the hell?" Curran growled.
"I'm sorry, that one was lighter."
"You threw it, you fish it out."
If that container was the one with my herbal supplies and weapons, I'd be really put out.
Keira walked up the plank. "Hey, Barabas." She offered me her hand. "Keira. Jim's sister."
"Kate. Jim's friend." I shook her hand. Good grip.
"Hi, Raphael. And you must be Andrea. From the Order, right?" Keira asked.
"Yes," Andrea said.
"Good to meet you."
"What's the deal with you and Eduardo?" Barabas asked.
Keira grinned. "It's a funny story. When Eduardo first came to the city, he decided our laws didn't apply to him and he failed to come and say hi. Jim sent me to fetch him. I might have hunted him a little. For fun."
"Hunted?" Barabas asked.
"Mm-hm." She smiled, a slow lazy parting of lips. "I also might have implied that I find buffalo scrumptious."
A Pack Jeep pulled up to the pier. The doors opened and the Jeep disgorged Doolittle and two of his assistants. The Pack medic surveyed the ship, nodded, plucked a bag from the back of the Jeep, and headed up the plank. The assistants followed him, carrying bags and cases.
Ummm. "What's going on?"
"No idea." Barabas pondered Doolittle. "Whatever it is, it's not my fault."
"Hello." Doolittle climbed aboard. "Please direct me toward the cabins."
"Why do you need the cabins? Are you coming with us?"
He drew himself to his full height. "Yes. Yes, I am."
"When was this decided?" Curran hadn't said anything about it to me. Nor had Doolittle mentioned it when I came to see him.
"It was decided this morning. The cabins, milady?"
Hmmm. Maybe Curran in his typical fashion didn't tell me. I pointed at the stairs. "Straight down."
"This way." Doolittle went down the stairs. The assistants followed.
Barabas leaned over the side and vomited into the wind.
"You do realize we're not even out to sea?" Saiman asked from behind us.
Barabas flipped him off without looking.
Saiman shook his head.
Something had occurred to me. "Saiman, how loud are those magic generators?" Riding in a car powered by enchanted water did a number on one's hearing. A generator was likely much bigger.
"The engine room is significantly larger than the space under a typical car hood," Saiman said. "The ship generators are suspended in water rather than enclosing it, as car motors do, and the engine room itself is soundproofed. You should hear a pleasant hum, nothing more. Otherwise, the sailors would go insane from the constant noise."
He went on.
Half an hour later, the last crate was loaded and secured. Doolittle's assistants left. The crew moved about the ship in a complex dance, getting ready to sail. Andrea and Raphael moved on. The last family members left the ship.
Barabas surveyed the crowd gathered on the pier. His upper lip trembled in the beginning of a sneer. "Fuck it."
He turned, barely avoiding Curran, and went down the stairs.
His Furriness leaned on the rail next to me. "What's his problem?"
I kept my voice low. "Ethan didn't come to say good-bye. A few days ago Ethan told Barabas that he wasn't sure they had a future together. That's why I had to talk Jezebel out of breaking Ethan's legs."
Curran shook his head. "I guess he's sure now."
"Yep."
The deckhands cast off the lines.
"He said four enchanted water generators, right?" I asked.
"Yes."
"The rule is, the bigger the magic engine, the longer it takes. Four giant generators, and the crew is what, two dozen people? I wonder how long it will take them to get us started." We could be sitting in port for another hour.
"Why do I smell Doolittle?" Curran asked.
"He went through here on the way to his cabin."
"Ah. Wait, what?"
"He said he's coming with us. I thought that was your idea."
"What?"
"He said it was decided."
"It is." Doolittle came up the ladder. "I decided it."
The deck around us was suddenly silent. Everyone looked at Curran. I decided to look at him too, so I wouldn't feel left out.
"Why?" Curran asked quietly.
"Do you know what goes into panacea?"
"I know when I smell it," Curran said.
