from Book One The admiral gazed out the stern gallery windows. “You are headed for the Mediterranean, captain. Your mission is covert. And there’s an urgency to it. So you will not close on or communicate with any ship. If possible you will run Gibraltar under the cover of night. Once through the strait you will call at Port Mahón.” “Minorca?” “Aye. Last October Admiral Dauntin put ashore an expeditionary force at Port Mahón. The situation is dicey, particularly in the hills, but Mahón is secure and we are using it as a forward base.” Admiral Christchurch narrowed his eyes, turning to face the captain. “You will have a passenger, Cedric. He’s coming aboard tonight.” “Who is he?” “Gottlieb.” “A Prussian?” “No. An Egyptian. And Gottlieb isn’t his real name, but that’s what you will call him. leehenscheljr
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