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The rant fell to a mutter. There was no one else on the ship, just one very bored, very angry, slightly drunk guard. So much for any hope of a sword fight.
Danny-boy leaned back in his chair, tipping the front legs off the deck, and closed his eyes. Kristof and I crept along the shore, keeping out of the guard's sight in case he opened his eyes. I considered blinding him, but if he did open his eyes, he'd panic and know something was wrong.
We reached the dock. The slap of the waves against the boat's hull covered our footsteps as we trod across the wooden boards. We made it all the way up the gangplank and the guard didn't so much as twitch.
"Asleep?" I mouthed to Kristof.
He waggled his hand, giving it fifty/fifty odds. Then he motioned for me to circle around and approach the guard from the rear. I had taken one step in that direction when the guard let out a soft sigh.
"Are you guys almost on deck?" he said, eyes still closed. "Take much longer and I really will fall asleep."
Kristof charged, sword raised. The guard sprang to his feet and feinted out of Kris's path. I swung behind the cabin before he saw me. As Kristof wheeled, the guard yanked his cutlass from his belt. He parried Kris's first thrust, but missed the second and danced out of the way seconds before being slashed.
The two men sparred for a minute. Kristof was obviously the better swordsman, but the smaller man had an easy agility that kept him out of sword's reach. Finally, when the guard's back was to me, I slid from my hiding place and pressed the tip of my cutlass between his shoulder blades.
"Take another step and I'll skewer you like a shish kebab," I said. "Won't hurt, but it could be damned uncomfortable."
He glanced over his shoulder, gave me a slow once-over, and smiled.
"Always was a sucker for a girl who can take care of herself," he said. "Let me guess, you two want this boat."
"Yes," Kristof said. "And either you let us or--"
"Take it."
When Kris hesitated, the man shrugged.
"What the fuck do I care? It's not mine. If you take the boat, I can take my leave of this dump, and believe me, I don't mind having the excuse. Don't mind seeing Pierre and his bunch lose this barge, either. Serves them right. Fucking pirates. Not nearly as much fun as you'd think."
"So you'll just leave...?" I said.
"Sure. But I will ask for one favor, though. Give me twenty minutes before you cut 'er loose. Once you set sail, someone in town will see, and I want a good head start before Pierre and his buccaneers come after me."
Kris looked at me. I shrugged. We set the guard loose. True to his word, he loped off down the shore and disappeared into a patch of jungle. While Kris checked out the boat, I stood watch, making sure Danny-boy didn't circle back to town to warn the pirates.
"We good?" I asked Kristof when he returned to the deck.
"Very good. It's a modified cabin cruiser. No motor, of course, but she'll run fine on wind and spell-power. Dad bought me one just like it when I went to Harvard."
"You took a yacht to college? Most kids get a car, Kris."
"Oh, I got a car, too. Two, actually. The Lotus wasn't made for Northern winters."
I shook my head. "Can we shove off, then?"
"Just let me check a few things, then we'll--" He stopped and squinted into the darkness. "What's that?"
At first glance, all I saw was what he did--a flash of something running from the woods. I concentrated, invoking my night and distance vision, and saw that the "something" was a ginger-red dog running full out along the shore.
"Some kind of dog," I said, frowning. "Big one, too. More like a wolf. That couldn't be...Oh, shit! It's the guard!"
"He's a werewolf?" Kris squinted at the fast-approaching canine.
"Cut the ropes!" I yelled, running for the front of the ship.
"What?"
"The ropes, the lines, whatever. Cut them!"
