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The pursuit was not about orders but tiht just reach the fogbank before the Charon bore down upon them

Just

At the bow, Ghost see vibrations rattling through the ship Either that, or their speed caused the timbers of the hull to shiver

Jack walked the deck, knowing that he had nothing to say to these half-men, because they all kneas required of the that endless hour: Werewolves could feel fear It was never overt, and never revealed in anything they said, but he could sense it in thelanced toward Death’s ship as it closed on theether, their deter every ounce of speed fro held taut and flowed sht them, they would know pain

Now’s the ti to place each ht interfere He would prepare to move, then dash below to fetch Sabine and their stashed supplies And then--

If the Larsen reached the fog first, and Ghostfor any alternative target

"Mr London!"

Daht Damn it! What little plan he had was barely a plan at all

"Mr London, as soon as we enter the fog, heave to"

"What?" someone said Jack didn’t see who His eyes were on Ghost, the urehead The captain’s eyes did not even flicker from Jack’s as he answered the dissent

"Heave to"

"Yes, sir," Jack said, and he ran the length of the ship, relaying the orders as he went Two men scrambled aloft, ready to drop sail the moment the call came, and Vukovich nodded even before Jack reached hi hiht be his undoing," Louis said

"I don’t understand," Jack said, pleased to hear, if not a friendly voice, then at least one willing to converse with hiuess his brother Any ordinary pursuit would continue into the fog, so Ghost won’t do that If we reach the fog in tiht across the Charon’s bow? It ht work, but there’s a chance Death will see us, or that we’ll collide We could run south, skibank, try to put so much distance between the two ships that there’s no hope of the our trail But perhaps Death would anticipate such a step, and if he guesses correctly and quickly, they could overtake us"

"So stop altogether?" Jack asked

"Why not?" Louis asked "At least it’s not running anyuesses that as well?"

"Maybe he will, maybe not" Louis’s sently rolling sea at the approaching vessel

Jack could see a lot more of the Charon now, and at last he could understand the Larsen crew’s barely veiled concern The Charon was at least twice as large as the Larsen, a black behele busy funnel, and what looked like a sun mounted close to its bow There was lots of activity around the gun, and Jack guessed that they would be in range in bank, then along the ship to Jack He nodded They were going to un on the Charon puffed smoke, and the thunder of its report came just as a hole was punched in one of the Larsen’s sails An awful stillness descended upon Jack The Charon had a working turret gun, firing projectiles that had to weigh over a hundred pounds each It would beafter each shot, but if they ht be done for

"Now, that’s not fair," Louis said

Tree and De rifles, but the enee, and Jack shouted at theuised hostility Ghost nodded at hiain and then left his position at the bow and walked the length of the ship

On the Charon, Jack saas a shape doing the sa at the sa the sah from this distance it was i about the way he walked that echoed Ghost’s disregard for anyone but hiance and a sense of complete entitlement; each believed he alone owned the ocean

In Ghost’s eyes as he passed, Jack saw an acknowledgment of his brother’s presence

"As soon as we’re sheltered by the fog," Ghost said "But make the order a quiet one They’re already in earshot"

And then our tiht

Ghost reached the steps leading down and paused before descending His men looked at him in disbelief He stared around at thehed again, and Jack heard the shot before the round i and splintering a swath of deck where Ghost had been standing seconds before

"You have your orders, Mr London," Ghost said "I’oes awry I have a sea witch to put on trial" His grin as he turned and descended into the shadows ht, and his already precarious plan was in tatters

Fro"

Mobank and, without Jack even opening his mouth to issue the order, the Larsen proceeded to heave to Death’s deck gun barked again, and the shot whistled thorough the rigging, flapping Kelly’s loose trouser leg where he worked on the crosstrees He paused, surprised, and then proceeded with his tasks

The ship acted as if it wanted to sail on--straining against the wind, creaking heavily as it pitched against a swell, sails billowing in co and tied Cut the noise! Jack wanted to shout, but his voice would have been more noise for their enemy to hear, and--

The Charon passed ahead of the fog Jack ht have taken it as an apparition if he hadn’t known for sure the ship was there Ghost’s cre still and silent as they watched the shadoering past, driven by hury swirl of water against its metal hull Jack could als, and as the fog sed the Charon, they all began to breathe again