This fact made Killgrew uneasy given all that he had seen of Mortimer since he came aboard, but there was no denying Mortimer’s right, naturally seaworthy or not.
He led them across the deck while Cowlick and Sid stood to the side watching in a confused awe. The gleaming floors, spotless sails, ebony rails and delicate attention to detail calmed Mortimer as he followed the pirate captain and Killgrew. He felt Her Mistress groan beneath his feet, vibrating them pleasantly as she welcomed him back aboard her ample deck. They stopped outside Captain Clark’s quarters and knocked twice.
“Come in,” came a voice from inside.
At the invitation, Killgrew opened the doors.
Mortimer was horrified by what he saw inside. “It’s you!”
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The ancient man was not wearing the soot gray trench coa
