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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Sept 1, 2006 12:37:41 GMT
I lean over Anne's shoulder and read along..
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Post by Jacky on Sept 1, 2006 12:49:09 GMT
'You've gotten far, but not yet far enough. If you want to find your son back alive, leave all of your cargo and ammunition in the empty warehouse at the harbour. Sail to Haiti. You'll find more instructions there. We are watching you.'
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Sept 1, 2006 12:51:59 GMT
I mutter a curse under my breath and slam my fist on the bar 'Goddammit' I growl
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Post by Jacky on Sept 1, 2006 12:57:00 GMT
"They're f*cking playing with us." I mumble, putting the note dow. I start feeling sick to my stomach. Haiti isn't far, but it's far enough! I want my son back!
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Sept 1, 2006 13:13:50 GMT
"They can't bloody do this. We need our cargo!"
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Post by Jacky on Sept 1, 2006 13:16:48 GMT
"To hell with that, I need my son back!" I snap
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Sept 1, 2006 19:45:16 GMT
I grab the letter and head to the exit of the tavern
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Post by Jacky on Sept 2, 2006 8:37:15 GMT
I follow after him quickly, not sure what hes up to, but I'm no staying behind alone.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Sept 2, 2006 9:32:16 GMT
loose the cargo, loose the cargo! Are they insane, what good does that do anyone ?! "Better start taking stuff off board then' I mutter to Anne
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Post by Jacky on Sept 2, 2006 9:34:43 GMT
"Jack.." I take his hand to stop him. "The ammunition. They asked for that too." I give his hand a small jerk so that he finally faces me, "The course to Haiti is a pirate course. It'll be dangerous for us if we can't defend ourself"
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