when we want. No government, no boundaries, no rules, except the law of the sea, the wind and the rain.”
“ Kind of an unusual statement coming from you.”
“ Yes.”
“ Now you are the government.”
“ Ironic, isn’t it?” Ramsingh said.
“ I’d say,” Broxton said, then he ducked as spray splashed over the side.
“ It just proves that you never really know what the future holds in store for you. When I was your age I wandered the world, now I’m leading a nation. I won’t run for re-election. I just decided that.”
“ Why not?”
“ I’m not very popular, but that’s not the reason. The kids are grown, the youngest is going to the States in a few months to start college. I’m going back.”
“ Going back?”
“ Back to the sea.”
“ In this?” Broxton asked, raising his eyebrows.
“ No, this is a boat for a younger man. I’ve got some savings. Some retirement pay coming, and we’re selling the house. I think I’ll buy a forty-five footer and head toward the Pacific.”
“ Really?”
“ Yes, sir, really,” Ramsingh said, stepping back as more spray came over the side.
“ I can’t believe I’m having a conversation in these conditions.”
“ What conditions?” Ramsingh said, laughing.
“ This.” Broxton waved an arm, gesturing toward the sea.
“ It’s a little rough,” Ramsingh said, “but not dangerous.”
“ I’ll take your word for it,” Broxton said. He checked his watch, thirty minutes till his shift. “If you get tired, you’ll let me know, right?”
“ I will,” Ramsingh said, but he didn’t. Both men spent the night without sleep. Every hour, as soon as he’d finished his turn at the wheel, Ramsingh checked and charted their position and made note of the closing distance between themselves and Sea King.
“ I see a light up ahead,” Broxton said, an hour before dawn.
“ That’ll be them,” Ramsingh said, from behind the wheel. “In an hour we should be within shouting distance.”
“ Then what are we going to do?” Broxton asked.
“ You’re the policeman.”
“ I’ve never arrested anybody. Besides, we’re in international waters. How do we arrest them here?”
“ We can’t,” Ramsingh said. “And we can’t call the coast guard, not without ruining the ambassador’s career. I guess the only thing we can do is follow them into an anchorage and see if we can overpower them tonight. Then maybe we can find out who’s behind it all. Maybe Dani will tell us when she finds out we’re not interested in arresting her.”
“ Somehow I don’t think she’ll tell us anything,” Broxton said.
“ She’ll talk,” Ramsingh said. “She’s just a girl.”
“ She’s Scorpion,” Broxton said.
“ Shit,” Ramsingh said. It was the first time Broxton had heard him swear.
“ You know about the Scorpion?”
“ Aaron Gamaliel was a friend of mine. I know.” Broxton saw Ramsingh tighten up on the wheel and looked into his steel gray eyes.
“ It’s not going to be easy,” Broxton said.
“ But we have to see it through,” Ramsingh said, “now more than ever.”
“ You still don’t want to call the coast guard?”
“ No.”
“ That boat back there’s a lot closer,” Dani said, looking up from the radar. She was naked and Earl was grinning as he took in her slender form.
“ Come over here, babe,” he said, still hard, still excited. He was lying on the settee in the big salon, and like Dani, he was naked
She looked back at the screen. “It could be anybody,” she said. “Probably nothing to worry about.”
“ But I’m worried,” Earl said.
“ Yeah, about what?”
“ About this thing sticking up between my legs. You gotta do something about it or I’m gonna be condemned to go through life with it sticking out in front of me like a flagpole.”
“ Don’t you ever get enough?” she said, laughing and coming toward him.
“ Not of you, babe. I’ll never get enough of you.”
“ Lie back and close your eyes,” she said.
He obeyed. This wild night had been the night of his dreams, any man’s dreams. The boat had been rolling and swaying from side to side throughout the night. The wind had been howling. The torn main had been flapping. It was like a night in a stormy cemetery. And all night long they’d been making love. She was a demon in bed, a mad loving demon. Her perfect white body glistened in the moonlight that filtered in through the overhead hatch. Her firm breasts stood erect with hard nipples that begged to be kissed. Her silky thighs quivered when he touched them.
“ I love it,” he said, when she took him in her mouth. And now it was his thighs that were quivering as she used lips, teeth and tongue to bring him to a climax. He fought to hold back and when he couldn’t fight it any longer he let it go. “Fucking wonderful,” he said as she swallowed. Then the autopilot failed and the boat slammed into a wave. “Shit,” he screamed when she bit into him, just before she went flying from the settee.
“ God dammit!” He doubled over, grabbing himself. You could have bit it off.” He looked down, “Shit, I’m bleeding.”
“ Here, let me look.” She bit her lower lip to keep from laughing.
“ It’s not funny,” Earl said.
“ I know, I know, I’m sorry,” she said, prying his hand away. “It’s only a scratch.”
“ What if it gets infected?” he said, as another wave crashed into the side of the boat.
“ I’m going to have to go up and see what happened,” she said.
“ What about me?”
“ You’ll be fine, Earl, really. Trust me.” Then she pushed herself from the settee and went topside. He followed her up.
“ What’s wrong?” he asked, holding onto his throbbing penis with one hand and the binnacle with the other.
“ No more fun and games. The autopilot’s not working. We have to steer it manually.”
“ I had no idea,” Earl said, looking out over the ocean. “It didn’t seem so bad down there.” Six foot breaking seas were slapping into the side of the boat and the wind sent shivering goosebumps crawling over his skin.
“ It’s not bad, Earl. Just a little choppy.” She swung the wheel to starboard as a wave approached, then back to port as the boat rode over it.
“ It’s scary is what it is,” Earl said. “I’m in the middle of a stormy sea, it’s dark, and I’m naked.”
“ It’s not stormy, just choppy,” she said, turning the wheel to starboard and back to port as she took another wave.
He watched her handle the boat for a few minutes and started to feel more secure. The early morning cold prickled his skin and made him shiver, but the pain in his penis was subsiding. He took in a deep breath and turned toward the east and the rising sun. “Fucking beautiful,” he said.
“ It is,” she said.
He took in another deep breath and swept the horizon with eyes. “Boat behind us,” he said.
She turned. “I forgot about them,” she said, staring at the small boat. “They’re sailing with everything out. They must be in a hurry.”
“ Maybe after us,” Earl said.
