Fridjtof was led to a chair and sat down.
âThanks, Rick,â Laz said. âGo back to your duties.â
âYes, Captain.â
Fridjtof looked up at Laz with contempt in his eyes.
âWhat happened?â
Fridjtof shrugged. âItâs nothing that you need to worry about. He just gets on my nerves. I canât have someone always watching my every move.â
His accent was stronger now that he was aggravated. Laz noticed that the other manâs eyes were bloodshot and sunken.
âAre you ill?â He hoped that Fridjtof wasnât using drugs. But if he was that might explain his erratic behavior both today and last night. He had never met the man before this voyage, so Laz had no idea what to expect from him.
âWhat?â Fridjtof asked. âNah, just didnât get any sleep last night.â
âWhy donât you go to your bunk for a few hours and catch up on some sleep?â
âNahââ
âThatâs an order.â
Fridjtof stood up and paced around the room. Laz watched the other man, waiting to see if he was going to attack. Fridjtof was moving like a caged tiger. And Laz was more than ready for whatever the other man decided to do.
âHell. Iâm not a boy to be ordered about.â
âOn this ship you are,â Laz said.
âWhatever.â
âYou can cool off here or in your bunk. Itâs up to you.â
âMy bunk.â The other man stood and stretched. âI get itchy being out to sea for this long.â
âI thought this was your normal run,â Laz said.
âIt is. I still get restless. And having women on boardâ¦â
Laz wasnât sure what the other man was getting at. âIn the old days they used to think women brought bad luck at sea.â
âThatâs what I mean, man.â
Laz realized the more they talked the more Fridjtof settled down, so he leaned back against the door and thought about the other manâs point. âSome curses still are in effect.â
âYeah, I know. Red sky in morning, sailor take warning.â
âBut thatâs a weather warning system.â
âWomen are a distraction, Captain, which you seem to be experiencing firsthand.â
Laz didnât bow to anyone and wasnât about to stop talking to Daphne. âIâm not distracted.â
âWeâll see.â
Laz shrugged. He didnât like Fridjtofâs attitude but there was little that could be done for it now. âNo more fighting or else Iâll lock you in the storage closet until we get to port.â
âYes, Captain.â
âCool off at your bunk for a few hours. I donât want to see you until mealtime.â
Fridjtof nodded and Laz opened the door to let the other man go.
Laz watched until he disappeared down the long gray hallway. Then he started to return to the bridge.
âSavage?â
There was no sound in his earpiece, not even the crackle of an open comm. âDamn it.â
Laz walked down the hallway toward the gangway. âSavage?â
âHere, Laz, what do you need?â The signal was weak and Savageâs words faded in and out.
Laz walked farther away from the hold and the sound got better. âDamn, the hold is a blackout zone for communication.â
âIs that a problem?â Savage asked.
âIt could be, if the pirates attack while we are down there. I donât know all the scenarios but Iâd prefer to be able to talk to you from the entire ship.â
âHowâd we miss that?â Savage asked.
âI donât know. Iâm going to have Hamm see if he can fix this.â
âRoger that. What did you need from me?â
âCan Wenz do a background check on Fridjtof?â
âWe already screened the crew,â Savage said.
âI just feel like we missed something. Last night he was on deck and this morning fighting with another crew member.â
âNot a