Chapter Three
Plot a Course to Lust Lagoon
“This is the very ecstasy of love, whose violent property fordoes itself, and leads the will to desperate undertakings, as oft as any passion under heaven.”
Shakespeare, Hamlet, act II, scene 1
“What’s the meaning of this?” Captain Emerys propped up on one elbow in his bed, rubbing his eyes. He fumbled his glasses on and glimpsed his clock. “It’s one o’clock in the middle of the night—is the ship in trouble?”
“Not the ship, but your officers are in trouble,” Chief engineer Ralph said, “including you.”
Captain Emerys peered up at me. “Doctor Rawson, explain what is going on.”
“We’re taking over this ship,” I replied. “I must ask you to get out of bed and come with us.”
“What! That’s mutiny!”
“And a helluvalotta fun, too,” Thorne said with
