With her eyes on the other man, Lenore flipped the plastic hinged piece open, and put the device to her ear. "Hello?" Miss Collins, I hope you have be...en treating my mistress well?" the voice of Chief Kostowe came to her."Chief! Yes, very well." Very good, Miss Collins. Please, make the Joy Redux ready for a short jaunt. How much fuel do we have aboard?" Chief, there are twenty-two hundred gallons of maritime diesel aboard in the main saddle tanks, and trace amounts in the bow and stern tanks. A murder. After all these years he could hear the voice of his grandfather clear as day in his mind.“Fly from the cinders”Fly from the ash.The chimney’s where the blackbirds hatchCinder makes tailAnd ash makes beakA flock on the gable and a flock in the wheatFly from the emberFly from the blazeThe crows are hatched from the fireplaceEmber makes wingAnd flame makes featherA murder in the trees and a murder in the heather.Coins that shineAnd buttons that shimmerThey fly off with the pins and. ”“What the fuck? That’s our name!” she cried.“I know, but I don’t have time to fight with him right now. He’s already signed in and I don’t feel like going to look for them. Let’s just pick something else. I don’t care. Any quick ideas?”We all looked at each other for a long moment. There was some murmuring, but no one had instant inspiration.“Quiet Mile?” Lara finally offered. “I always like that line from the Zep song.”“Quiet Mile,” I repeated.“On a day like today I pass the time away, and. I crawled into my sleeping bag early and fell asleep with a smile on my face, dreaming of the beautiful Aztec women of the captain's tales.One of my dreams was especially vivid. I remembered walking through the forest being led by the hand of a dazzling dark haired beauty clad only in an animal skin bikini. She was laughing at me and hurrying me along, turning fully around every now and then to show me her beautiful flashing white teeth and sexy flowing hair. Her supple, silken body with all.