Elyse wrapped the blanket around her. It would do her no good if the man left. Who could know how long it might be before someone returned? If anyone did... And she wanted some answers.
"Where is St. James?" she demanded, bravely tilting up her chin. "I demand to see him at once."
The man turned slowly, his dark eyes watching her speculatively with no small amount of confusion. "Who?"
Elyse shifted uncomfortably. "Sir William St. James." If that even was his name, she thought.
"He brought me here," she added.
The man's gaze slipped over her, head to toe. "Captain Tennant is captain of theRevenge."
"Revenge?"Elyse repeated slowly. Her gaze fastened on the man's unreadable expression.
"Very well. I want to see the captain."
"No."
"I demand to see the captain."
"The captain will send for you when he wants to see you." He gestured to the tray and the wrapped bundle he'd set on the table.
"You have water, food, and clothes."
That was all. Water, food, clothing, and no answers. She crossed the small space separating them, the blanket wrapped around her body.
Seizing the wrapped bundle, she threw it across the cabin. Then she seized the pitcher of water he'd brought with the tray of food. It crashed against the far wall. Then she picked up the tray of food.
Zach heard the curses in an angry feminine voice, then the crash of dishes, followed by more curses. Only this time they were different as Tris emerged from the cabin across the companionway as if he'd been shot out of a cannon. He turned, meeting his captain's questioning gaze.
Emerging from the far end of the passageway, Tobias stared at Tris, who was plastered, head to foot, with what looked like the evening meal.
Another crash was heard, quickly followed by another. The curses were muffled but nonetheless distinct. All three men were treated to a very colorful tirade.
"Sir, I..." Tris tried to explain, but he winced and stepped away from the door as something hit it from inside.
"That does it!" Zach said coming down the companionway. "Stand aside!"
"This should be most interesting." Tobias nodded to Tris as the man squeezed by him to head toward the crew's quarters in search of clean clothes.
"I demand to see your captain!" Elyse shouted. "I won't be kept prisoner any longer! Do you hear me!"
She whirled around at the sound of the door to the cabin being opened.
"You!" she gasped incredulously. Then, as realization set in, she took deadly aim with the supper tray.
" Stop this, now!"
Zach was across the cabin, his fingers closing over her wrist.
"Stop it!" he warned. "I can break it with one simple twist."
Elyse slowly recovered from her first shock as she stared at William St. James.
"This is your ship?"
"My ship!" Zach replied. "And I don't particularly want it broken to pieces in the middle of the ocean."
She was stunned then livid with anger. "Damn you!" She lashed out. "It was you all along!"
