What secrets might the Vatican possibly hold?
Helena found Europe on the brink of war.
She hated to admit her Aunt Deirdre was right.
Seeking the path of the soul; will she find herself worthy?
The fight over Malta has already started; will the rest of the Mediterranean follow?
Is she ready for her crusade and what she might discover in Rhodes? Where might it lead her next?
Genre: FICTION / Science Fiction / SteampunkI have over 30 books published in several SF/F sub-genres; I would like to increase my international readership.
The thirty-foot steam trawler did its best to take the huge ground swells at a forty-five-degree angle, but it still made for a rough ride. The water outside the Golden Gate never rested, the waves off the deep water of the Pacific created swells that would flounder inexperienced captains. Once outside the harbor, the waves never relented. The surface of the ocean would be like this all the way to Mexico. The icy waters from Alaska would pound against the cliffs and sink any unprepared vessels that ventured into them.
Sigmund sat at the port beam of the ship. The rough water did little for his stomach that the cool breeze couldn’t help settle. The last thing he wanted to do was chum the fish in front of his friends.
The sun would be up soon, that would help calm his nausea. It would give him a horizon to focus on and a bearing to help quiet his inner ear.
The group spent a day searching the docks for a specific boat. A boat that he felt reasonably certain they could trust in their endeavor. Once they found Mister Chow, Phoebe’s father, it was easy to convince him to help; the money offered didn’t hurt either.
This led them to their current expedition over the bounding main, as it were. Sigmund just wished he didn’t suffer from a sour stomach while underway. He knew it would happen. His experience on the trip to and from India and then to America from England had proven multiple times he had no sea legs.
This trip would be easier to endure, even if the ship was smaller. The journey was limited to possibly a few days. He couldn’t see continuing their search past the border with Mexico. In theory, the army might have transported the men from the hospital to any location along the Pacific, but Sigmund wasn’t ready to abandon the soldiers just yet.
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