Sally had got herself into some strange situations before but this was a new one. It all started innocently enough if you can believe that. She’d been visiting Bournemouth with friends for a birthday celebration. That was how it started.
Now it would appear she was bound tightly to the front of a boat. She knew that much for sure and as the sea spray splashed her face she suddenly had a chilling recollection from the previous evening of a high stakes game of cards with a mysterious stranger. She’d lost and was now the figurehead of a Chinese titled schooner heading to Beijing. It was cold being a figurehead. She wondered how long the journey was and where her phone was. What was bothering her most, however, was who on earth was going to feed Chairman Meow while she sorted this whole thing out…