Pirates of the Caribbean: The Price of Freedom

his guilt about not being honest with her about using Tia Dalma’s
compass to find Christophe by recalling his vow to settle the score
between himself and the rogue captain—as soon as he had the third
bracelet.
Esmeralda sighed, relaxing her hand, then continued, “Every time
I put in at a harbor to sell prizes I’ve taken, I make contact with the
person in that port who knows things. You know the type I mean, I am
sure. I offer to pay these informants for information about the
whereabouts of rogue pirates. I do not distinguish between those two
cucarachas. I figured if I captured Borya, I could convince him to tell
me anything he knew about Christophe’s whereabouts fairly quickly.
After all, he gave up his confederates five years ago without any
physical persuasion. You remember, Jack.”
“I do,” he confirmed.
“This past spring, one of my informants told me that the rogue
pirate who sailed a sloop—Borya, in other words—was doing a
search of his own. Borya offered to pay anyone who could report the
whereabouts of a certain Captain Jack Sparrow, a merchant captain
who was sailing an East Indiaman for the East India Trading
Company.”
Jack and Robby exchanged a glance. “In a way, it’s flattering,”
Jack said, with a faint smile. “Captain Jack Sparrow. My fame is
spreading.”
“Or your infamy,” Robby suggested.
“It’s actually reassuring, though,” Jack added, thinking aloud. “For
years I’ve worried about Teague getting word that I was alive, and
hunting me down so he could hang me from Troubadour’s yardarm.
But if Borya could find out I’m still alive, so could Teague. So he either
hasn’t bothered to inquire, or he knows and doesn’t care to pursue the
matter. So I don’t need to worry about getting nabbed by his
henchmen.”
“I don’t believe that Teague would order you hunted down so he
could execute you,” Esmeralda said. “I’ve told you this before. As you
English say, sangre is thicker than agua.”
“You don’t know him the way I do, love,” Jack said, “but all that is
beside the point, which is that Borya was keeping tabs on me. It’s