Episode 43

The steel wrench missed Noel St. Claire’s head by inches, then clattered against floor somewhere behind him. Instinct made him jerk away in time, and he let out a slow breath.

His aim is improving, St. Claire observed. I need to lay hands on him before he improves any more.

St. Claire had cornered Farrow in one of the Britannia’s long workshops below the passenger decks. A claw hammer sailed through the dim gloom. This time St. Claire ducked for the relative safety between two shelves. The...