He sat under the canvas, a dozen tankards on the table before him.
The heat didn’t seem to bother Captain Bones. The crew of the Blood ‘n Bones lounged among the trees, surrounded by the tools of their trade: knives, guns, rum, gold, captive women, and more rum. He had a proposition to make, and that seemed the most likely place to find Captain Bones. He passed the remnants of a great bonfire several men lay baking in the sun, surrounded by empty bottles, still unconscious from last night’s revelry.Īhead, canvas stretched high between palm trees. The sand squeaked under his feet as he strode forward. John drew his spell of invisibility more tightly around him. John could little ignore the fact that this had been done not by the man’s enemies, but by his friends. It was a patchwork man, sun-browned on his face and hands, white where his clothes had been torn away, and pink where fish had nibbled his flesh. Fortunately it was not his death, but a pirate’s. John Brennan had faced death many times, but never so early in the morning. In a desperate gamble, John Brennan, a sorcerer of the high seas, has joined up with the notorious Captain Bones, pirate scourge of the Caribbean, all for the sake of one priceless prize transported aboard a Spanish ship guarded by gun and magic!
