The Black Road
Chapter One
Darrick Lang pulled at the oar and scanned the night-shrouded cliffs
overlooking the Dyre River, hoping he remained out of sight of the pirates they
hunted. Of course, he would only know they'd been discovered after the initial
attack, and the pirates weren't known for their generosity toward Westmarch
navy sailors. Especially ones who were hunting them pursuant to the King of
Westmarch's standing orders. The possibility of getting caught wasn't a
pleasant thought.
The longboat sculled against the gentle current, but the prow cut so clean that
the water didn't slap against the low hull. Sentries posted up on the
surrounding cliffs would raise the alarm if the longboat were seen or heard,
and there would be absolute hell to pay for it. If that happened, Darrick was
certain none of them would make it back to Lonesome Star waiting out in the
Gulf of Westmarch. Captain Tollifer, the vessel's master, was one of the
sharpest naval commanders in all of Westmarch under the king's command, and
he'd have no problem shipping out if Darrick and his band didn't return before
dawn.
Bending his back and ... read full excerpt from: Diablo #2: The Black Road ebook
