“Sir!” called Mr. Fleming. “Ye canna….” But Lachlan paid him no heed, hastening into the water as fast as the waves would allow then diving into one that built and crested before him.
Oh I dunno. Seems reckless and foolhardy. He’ll be exhausted and outnumbered. Better to quickly get a group to ride to the docks and take the law aboard the ship, I think.
