at the roomful of grim faces. “I mean him no harm.”
“Go away,” several sailors shouted. Shocked by their anger she turned to Sloan. “I just want to give him this box.”
Sloan shook his head. “Since the captain’s been manning the lighthouse, he’s saved a lot of lives. Everyone in this town can claim a friend or relative who’s been rescued by the captain. That’s all anyone in Easton cares about. I can tell you now no one will take you to the captain.”
She opened her mouth, ready to argue, when she caught sight of a seaman moving away from the bar toward her.
The man was a weather-beaten old salt who wore loose-fitting pants, a stained shirt and pea jacket that smelled of fish. He’d tied his long gray hair at the nape of his neck with a piece of frayed rope and sported a bristly beard that reached halfway down his chest. “You really looking to go to the outer banks?”
Alanna hesitated. Rougher than Mr. Smoots, the man looked like a pirate and likely had the morals of one. She wouldn’t have considered his offer if she weren’t in such a hurry to return to Richmond. “Yes.”
Sloan’s scowl darkened. “Get back to the hole you crawled out of, Crowley. The lady don’t need your help.”
Alanna bristled. “Don’t listen to Mr. Sloan. I do need to book passage to Barrier Island.”
The seaman set his half-full tankard of ale on her table and sat down. “Let’s talk then.”
Sloan cursed. “Don’t be a fool, lady. This ain’t the kind of man you want to deal with.”
Alanna took her seat. “Thank you, Mr. Sloan, but I can take care of myself. You may go now.”
Sloan stared at her. “You is as hardheaded as Caleb says. Fine, go with Crowley. You two deserve each other.”
Alanna’s heart pinched. Caleb had said she was hardheaded? She wanted to ask Mr. Sloan what Caleb had said about her, but pride wouldn’t allow it. Working the tightness from her throat, she shifted her gaze to Mr. Crowley. “Can you take me to the outer banks, Mr….”
The old man stared at her as he sipped his ale. “Ain’t no Mister. Just Crowley.”
“Alanna Patterson.” She was grateful her voice sounded steady.
“I’ll take you across the sound, if you’re paying.”
Alanna tightened her hand around her reticule next to her plate. “I’m offering two bits.”
Foam from his ale clung to his mustache and beard. “Make it five dollars.”
Her mouth dropped open. “Five dollars! I don’t have that kind of money!”
Crowley eyed her rich cape trimmed with a thick brocade border. “Fine. Find someone else.” He started to rise.
Alanna knew he was likely her last chance to see Caleb again. Clearly no one else in town was offering help and soon she’d be married and there’d be no going back. She dug out a rumpled bill from her purse. “I’ll pay you one dollar.”
Crowley paused. “I can’t hear you.”
Fearful others would hear she carried cash, she lowered her voice. “All right, two dollars. But it’s all I have left.”
He sat back down. “Done.”
Alanna pushed the dollar across the sticky table toward him. “I’ll give you the second dollar when we return.”
She thought he might balk at the condition as he took the bill and sniffed it. Satisfied it wasn’t counterfeit, he tucked it in his pants pocket. “Deal. My boat’s called the Sea Witch. She’s moored on the docks alongside the other boats. Meet me there in the morning.”
“I can’t wait that long. I must return to Virginia tomorrow.” Tension crept up Alanna’s spine, goading her to explain. “I have appointments I must keep.”
In truth, Henry had forbidden her to talk about Caleb. If she weren’t back by Friday when Henry returned from his trip to New York, he would realize where she’d gone and follow. He’d be furious.
Crowley shrugged. “Meet me at the docks in thirty minutes.”
“I’ll be there.” After Crowley strode out of the tavern, Alanna wrapped the box in oilcloth and shoved it in a side pocket of her cape. She closed the flap to the pocket and fastened the single button closed.
Soon, she’d be standing face-to-face with Caleb. Her stomach churning, she consoled herself with the idea that this time tomorrow it would all be over.
“You ain’t planning on sailing with Crowley, is you?” Sloan’s sharp voice made her head snap up.
Alanna bristled at his tone. “As I said before, it’s none of your business.”
A hint of worry deepened the lines around Sloan’s eyes. “Even a woman like you don’t deserve the likes of Crowley.”
Pride had her digging in her heels. Since her father’s suicide a year ago, she’d grown accustomed to taking care of herself. She’d faced down creditors, seen precious heirlooms sold and watched her world crumble. “Thank you for your advice. But I can take care of myself.”
“Go home where you belong.”
Unsettled, a part of her wanted to explain this journey was the hardest she’d ever undertaken. She’d lost weight, not slept well in weeks. She simply wanted to be free of the past and memories of Caleb once and for all.
But she didn’t say any of those things. Sloan was right. She didn’t belong here. And the sooner she completed her task, the better. “I’ve come too far to turn back now.”
Chapter Two
A lanna walked the two blocks to the piers jutting into Currituck Sound’s restless waters. On the sandy shore, she watched shallow-bottom boats tied to the docks, bobbing like corks in the black-green water. Their sails were lashed to the masts, a sign that the fishermen expected bad weather.
Never in a hundred years would she have pictured herself standing here waiting for a boat to take her to see Caleb.
Her love for Caleb had been like a wildfire, brilliantly hot, overpowering and destructive. What they’d shared, no matter how delicious, was not meant to last.
Yet, here she stood.
Henry had been asking her for months to marry him, yet she continued to put him off. Finally, she’d accepted. She had a wonderful man in Henry. He’d remained at her side after her father’s suicide and had begun courting her when none of her old friends would receive her.
Henry checked on her daily, he worried over her and made her feel safe. If she married him, he would see to all the details. She’d never have to worry about money again and her life would return to what it once was—petted and secure.
So why hadn’t she said yes?
She turned
