Beautiful Tempest(73)

"Which are?"

Jacqueline raised a brow when Damon refused to answer. Because he was angry now? What the devil did he expect?

"Did you really think this would be an easy conversation and that we wouldn't be skeptical of what you're telling us?" she asked Damon. "All things considered, you haven't even got to the heart of the matter yet and revealed what your objectives are regarding our father. Getting angry because we still have valid doubts is a bit pointless, don't you think? Why don't we eat this meal before it gets cold, then you can finish your explanation over dessert?"

Percy looked down at his empty plate. "Was I supposed to wait?" Then it started to slide off the table.

The wind had picked up, making the ship pitch. Jacqueline grinned at Percy's remark, though she held her own plate in place. Damon's visage was a little less dark. Jeremy scowled and reached for the wine bottle to refill his glass, apparently not giving an inch in his suspicions. Jack wasn't either after being a hostage to this man twice.

While they ate, she introduced a less provocative subject, asking Damon, "Why didn't you invite your first mate to join us?"

"I did, but he declined. I believe he's embarrassed about the black eye you gave him." 

Jeremy laughed. "Good for you, Jack."

"He deserved it" was all she said.

Dessert was being ignored. The wine bottle on the table was empty. Jeremy fetched the brandy from Damon's desk without asking permission, nor did he offer it to anyone else. He was a keg of unpleasant emotions and probably furious that he wasn't getting to trounce Damon yet. But Jacqueline's feelings were no better. She felt angry that she couldn't believe Damon and frustrated because she wanted to, which was self-serving because it had nothing to do with the situation and everything to do with her prurient feelings for the man. But that door would stay closed for her because the truth damned him as a pirate, or at the least a kidnapper and an accomplice to a pirate, and he hadn't even explained why yet!

But then Damon asked, "Why would I lie at this point?"

"When you get to the punch line we'll probably know," Jeremy shot back.

"I suppose you can consider this your punch line: I don't have full control of my ship. Well, I do, as long as I don't deviate from the pirates' plan. So far I haven't, because until we left London, our goals were the same-to get Jack aboard."

"Why capture her just to let her escape again?" Jeremy said derisively. "Or this time you're really going to hand her over to Lacross?"

"Neither. I took her again because I still need your father's help. She's my leverage to get it."

Outraged, Jacqueline pointed out, "You could have just knocked on the bloody door back in London and asked him for his help!"

"No, I couldn't. He would have no incentive to cross the ocean again just to help a stranger. You were safe, you were enjoying the Season, you were never actually harmed by Lacross. By all accounts, Jack, and especially since two months had passed since the abduction in Bridgeport, it appeared you and your family were done with the matter, so, indeed, I needed leverage to get your father involved again. But the note I had delivered to him a week after we sailed this time assured him you would be released to him if he met me in St. Kitts to talk. He should be a week or so behind us by-"

Jeremy's laughter cut Damon off. "Think again, mate. He sailed out of London two days before you did. He won't be getting any note, won't even know you have us."

Damon looked alarmed. "That's-unfortunate. The note wasn't threatening, but if he doesn't receive it-"

Jeremy was still laughing. "He's likely to kill you on sight?"

Damon gave Jeremy a dark look. "That's my problem, this one we share: The pirates want Jack. Once they saw what a beauty she is, they've been trying to get their hands on her. They know Lacross wouldn't begrudge them some enjoyment on the voyage home. I've been able to restrain them so far, but it won't be long before they decide they don't need me to finish their mission."

"I can vouch for that," Jacqueline put in.

Jeremy was already on his feet, furious again. "If everything you've said is true, you need to get rid of them before you approach my father for your parley, so why the hell are they still aboard? You need them to sail the ship?"

"I did on the way to England, but no longer. I hired a new crew in London."

"Then you have armed men on your side?"

"Only a few. The pirates have intimidated most of the new sailors."

"Hell's bells, man, you could have gotten rid of those blackguards the night you took us. You had a small army with you that could have helped you apprehend them. Why didn't you?"