CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
The race was in its final leg. Not having Alejandro aboard was strange, especially during such a tight competition. La Rueca had made up distance since heading upwind but couldn’t catch the lead boat.
Jules clutched the wheel, the wind whipping through her ponytail. The same frustration etched on the crew’s face must be on hers. “We’re going to run out of course.”
“We’ll never catch them this way,” Phillipe agreed. “Second place will be good enough for Alejandro.”
She thought about the text he’d sent as they headed out.
If we lose the race, we lose. But just being here, we’ve already won.
She’d won her freedom. She’d lost her family and…
No. Jules needed to focus. “He deserves a win.”
“We can still win,” Phillipe said confidently. “But it will take the best tack
