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Chapters (43)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. By Simon Scarrow
  4. Dedication
  5. Acknowledgements
  6. CHAPTER ONE
  7. CHAPTER TWO
  8. CHAPTER THREE
  9. CHAPTER FOUR
  10. CHAPTER FIVE
  11. CHAPTER SIX
  12. CHAPTER SEVEN
  13. CHAPTER EIGHT
  14. CHAPTER NINE
  15. CHAPTER TEN
  16. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  17. CHAPTER TWELVE
  18. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  19. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  20. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  21. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  22. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  23. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  24. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  34. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  42. EPILOGUE
  43. AUTHOR’S NOTE

Macro watched him closely. ‘Did you ask her?’

‘No . . . I didn’t want to remind her of it.’

‘Or is it that you didn’t want to know?’ Macro shook his head sadly. ‘You didn’t ask, and now you are forced to imagine instead. Is that it?’

Cato stared at him and then nodded. ‘Something like that, and the fact that I did nothing to help you.’

‘There was nothing you could do. Nothing.’ Macro rested his elbows on the bulwark. ‘Don’t take it out on yourself, Cato. That won’t achieve anything. It won’t help you catch Ajax. Besides, all you have to know is that Julia is a strong woman. Whatever she went through, give her some time and she’ll cope with it.’

‘Like you have?’

‘I’ll deal with it in my own way,’ Macro said firmly. ‘If the gods see fit to place Ajax in my path, then I’ll carve his fucking balls off and ram them down his throat before I finish with him. I swear it by every god that I have ever prayed to.’

Cato raised his eyebrows and gave a dry chuckle. ‘Sounds like you’ve managed to put it all behind you.’

Macro frowned. ‘I will, when it’s all over.’

‘And until then?’

‘We don’t rest until we’ve carried out our orders.’

‘Good. That’s settled.’ Cato eased himself up. ‘Then I’d better give the orders to turn the ships about and make for Alexandria.’

Macro stood to attention and saluted. ‘Yes, sir.’

The moment of companionship was at an end, Cato accepted sadly. They were prefect and centurion once more. He nodded at Macro and raised his voice, as if he was an actor declaiming in front of an audience. ‘Very well, Centurion. Return to your ship and take station behind the Sobek.’

They turned back towards the main deck and had almost reached the base of the mast when the lookout’s voice called from above.

‘Sail sighted!’

Cato halted and tipped his head back. ‘Where away?’

The lookout thrust his hand out, pointing off the port bow, out to sea. ‘Over there, sir. Hull down. Eight, maybe ten miles.’

Cato turned to Macro with an excited gleam in his eye. ‘Let’s hope it’s our man.’

‘I doubt it,’ Macro replied. ‘But he might have seen or heard something of Ajax.’

‘That’s good enough for me. Now back to your ship and make sail. I’ll close on him from the sea, you from the direction of the coast. There’ll be nowhere for him to run, whoever it turns out to be.’

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER THREE