![]() He didn’t know a lot about the fellow, where he came from or how he came to be working for him, but having spent the past two years at sea he knew a great man when he met one, and Hamish Doherty was exactly that. The man was more than worthy of such a gift, having a steadfast character and generous soul. Hamish, who was packing up the pistols stilled at his words. And so the ship is yours to do with as you please.” ![]() “My time on the seas has come to an end, my friend. They were silent for a moment before Gabe led Eloise toward his carriage, before he realized he had one more item of business to attend. He loved her, could see this morning's events had rattled her usual steadfast resolve. Noting her paleness, Gabe grimaced, his heart thumping hard against his ribs. “Of course, thank you, doctor.” Eloise shook the man’s hand. Should have a thorough cleaning before it's bandaged again.” “This should suffice until your return to London. The doctor ripped the shirtsleeve away and bandaged his arm. The red stain covered most of his left arm, but the injury itself when revealed was only a flesh wound. ![]() With the help of Eloise, Gabe struggled out of his ruined jacket. ![]()
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