The Boat Called Caesar

The King has pardoned every pirate on the water. Every account is cleared — except the ones written in people.

Nassau, 1718. The pardon has emptied the pirate republic, and a boat with no colors crosses the reef at night for one name. Caesar was a Kingston house’s joke on a freed pearl-diver called Kwasi. Then it became a flag any soul who needed shelter could fly — and a boat would answer. Now the name has a price on it, a hired imitator wearing it, and a Bristol underwriting house that has learned how to make a pirate’s name pay.

From St. Augustine to a Key West that prices wrecks all day, this is a novel of names, articles, and the water that keeps no book — the second voyage of the Salt Kingdom. A complete story. Begins three years after The Coast of Teeth and can be read on its own.