Merrick strode onto the main deck. The Redemption had entered a morning fog that hovered upon the sea like a bird of prey, creating a ghostly silence as the ship slid through the calm water.
Edward Terrance Bristol. Just hearing that name spoken out loud set every muscle ablaze. Surely, he had misunderstood her. The Edward Bristol he knew could not possibly be her father. The Edward Bristol he knew was a wicked pirate who'd been terrorizing the Caribbean with his cruelties for yearsthe same man Merrick had been hunting these past months, the same man he intended to bring to justice for his murderous atrocities. Rubbing his pounding temples, Merrick shook his head. Impossible. But how many Edward Terrance Bristols could there be? He glanced over the horizon then up at the man in the crow's
