Chapter 21: The ToyBi pulled into the small cove at the Laird and Lady's Station of Don and tied off at the pier. It was late afternoon of the next day. They'd been delayed by a squall, and his mood was still black. He wanted Ki and he was sure the Laird was bedding her. He started over the side when he saw a slender, wide shoulder man step out of the shade of the boathouse, a weapon causally held in one hand; at least Bi assumed it was a weapon though it bore little resemblance to the sleek ones of the Kreppies. This man wore Don's blue, a kineman's hat, and hard looking boots.
Bi decided to wait before disembarking. “Hallo the shore. Am I bid welcome or refused port?”
“Now that depends on your intentions.”
The voice was a high baritone, mild, but the body looked ready to go into actio
