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possible glimmer of hope and faith in our friends who were not captured.
“Well, that is troublesome,” the tall man said of Nickel. “Now who will tell us where the children are?” He moved to stand before Sarah. “Miss Sarah, do you not wish to be reunited withyour son?”
“I amMistress Striker to you,”she spat.
He smirked and shrugged. “Your father does not recognize your marriage.”
“My father is not God, Whose eyes I was married under,”she snarled.
“That remains to be seen.” He paused and smirked anew. “Not the God part: the sanctification of your marriage. I do not believe the churchhere has anyrecord ofit.”
“Is nothingsacred?’ Theodore asked withvehemence.
This amused the tall man greatly. “And that from a barrister.” He closed on Theodore and Rachel. “You know where that boat is, do you not? Would your Jewess not like to see her darlingdaughter again?”
“Go to Hell,”Rachelspat.
Sarah stood and yelled. “Why do you want the children?”
The tall man turned to her again. “Your father wishes to see your son.”
“If he does not recognize my marriage, why would he wishto see a bastard?”she asked.
“I do not ask my employers such questions.” He shrugged. “I will say he was very particular that you and your child not be harmed. I would sayhe favors youyet.”
Sarah snorted. “I would say I am an embarrassment to him, and that he wishes to use my son to control me. And as for not harming me: I lose my value as a marriageable pawn if I am
scarred.”“Well, now, the lady is a cynic,” our captor said with
     
amusement. “It may very well be as you say. It does not matter to me; myonlyconcernis procuringthe child. And I willdo so— with or without your aid. I have men along the Palisadoes’ coast already.”“Northor south?”Sarahasked.
    Our captor arched an eyebrow; and our friends frowned for but a moment before schooling their faces—except for Davey, who continued to appear confused. Thankfully, our captor was intent uponmysister.
    “Mydear,”he said. “The northcoast ofthe Palisadoes is the bay, am I right? If you escaped to a vessel there, it would have to sailpast the wharfs, forts, and militia throughthe Passage to the sea.”
    Sarah shook her head and sighed as if he were a fool. “That is if the objective was to reach the sea. The northern side of the bay—which is very large—is quite shallow: too shallow for a large craft to follow. And it is fed by several rivers; up which a small craft can navigate with ease. Once far inland, fugitives would have several paths they could take to the northerncoast ofJamaica and the smaller ports there.”
    Our captor appeared concerned.
I thought it a damn fine bluff: worthy of me. I was quite proud of my little sister. The boat they had spoken of was a small sailing craft, and they had clearly mentioned sailing in it to Tortuga, not across the bay.
I gauged our friends’ reactions: Theodore and Rachel had appeared surprised once again, only to quickly frown in an attempt to appear concerned that Sarah would speak so, and thus play along with her ruse. Julio did the same, but his damn matelot stillappeared confused.
Our captor was not blind:he was onDaveyintwo steps. “Was that the plan?”
Davey shook his head in defiance, and then realized that perhaps that was not the correct response. “I don’t know,” he blurted.
“He only knows of the boat on the sea coast,” Sarah said with confidence. “We did not tell everyone everything. We thought we might have a traitor.”
“And I be stupid,” Davey added earnestly. “They don’t tellme most things anyhow.”
“Ah, aye, I see that,” the tall man said with a smirk. “Theytellyour matelot though, do theynot?”
He kicked Julio’s wounded leg. Julio grunted with pain, and Daveycringed and cursed.
“He will kill us, Davey. He will kill us anyway,” Julio hissed and received another vicious kick that left himgasping.
“Leave himbe!”Daveyroared. “This