CHAPTER TWENTY
We’ll be queens, and make decrees—
They may honour them who please.
—Ibid, Act I
My first command as captain and governor was given stark n***d from the bathtub.
“My orders are for you guys to get the hell out of the room so I can finish my bath and get dressed,” I said, glaring over my knees.
The three men looked surprised for a moment, but duly shuffled out of the room. I waited until Suky and Jez propped the screen up in front of me again, then had the quickest bath in the history of the world, getting dressed in record time.
“Right. Something is clearly going on,” I told the men as I entered the front room. “Either Bart is insane, or that note is a forgery, or someone is playing a cruel trick, because I’m the last person on this island who should be given command
