Malcolm followed the direction of Alexander’s gaze to the galleon that had appeared in the distance.
“The men spotted him on the horizon about three hours ago.” Alexander’s expression told of his concern. “Now here it is sunset, and the blackguard is ready to bugger us.”
“So you think he’s following us?” the Highlander asked.
“With the wind blowing steady from the north, it just might be that he is tacking the coast, the same as we are.” Alexander beckoned to his ship’s mate. “But then again, it could be that, whoever it is, he’s decided to take us.”
“Can we stay ahead of him, Alexander?”
“Well, our wee barque hasn’t the sails that the galleon has, but into the wind we’ll give him a run for his money...and we’re not about to lie down if he catches us.” Alexander gave him a wink, and M
