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Pirates of the Caribbean: The Price of Freedom

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After <strong>the</strong>y finished with <strong>the</strong>ir session, Esmeralda kissed him<br />

goodbye, <strong>the</strong>n went back to Venganza. She would sail northwest with<br />

him for <strong>the</strong> next two days, to make sure <strong>the</strong> temporary repairs were<br />

holding. After that, he’d proceed on his own to Savannah.<br />

He reached Savannah with all temporary repairs still in place, <strong>the</strong>n<br />

sought out <strong>the</strong> EITC <strong>of</strong>fice <strong>the</strong>re. After showing his bill <strong>of</strong> lading for his<br />

cargo, and explaining what had happened, <strong>the</strong> EITC <strong>of</strong>fice sent an<br />

inspector out to check over his ship and cargo.<br />

After <strong>the</strong>y removed <strong>the</strong> ruined barrels <strong>of</strong> sugar, <strong>the</strong> men in <strong>the</strong><br />

EITC shipyard set to work on <strong>the</strong> Wicked Wench. When all <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> holed<br />

hull planking had been replaced, <strong>the</strong> shipyard also repaired any jobs<br />

that had been too difficult for Jack’s ship’s carpenter to tackle.<br />

Ten days after he’d docked at Savannah, Jack sailed out again,<br />

freshly restocked with food, water, black powder, and ammunition. But<br />

instead <strong>of</strong> heading due north, to stay on <strong>the</strong> Triangle, Jack headed<br />

almost due east toward Bermuda, following <strong>the</strong> pointing <strong>of</strong> Tia<br />

Dalma’s compass.<br />

Now it’s time for you and me to have a nice little chat,<br />

Christophe, Jack thought, clicking <strong>the</strong> compass shut. Just a friendly<br />

little chat.…<br />

About fifty miles south <strong>of</strong> Bermuda, Jack located his quarry. He sailed<br />

<strong>the</strong> Wicked Wench toward La Vipère, <strong>the</strong>n hove-to about a mile away<br />

from <strong>the</strong> brigantine. He’d purchased black silk and white silk in<br />

Savannah. While on <strong>the</strong> voyage, he gave Ayisha <strong>the</strong> fabric, and<br />

pictures <strong>of</strong> two flags, asking her if she would please sew <strong>the</strong>m for him.<br />

Putting aside <strong>the</strong> dress she’d been making, she’d stitched <strong>the</strong>m up<br />

promptly.<br />

Before he climbed into <strong>the</strong> dinghy, Jack ordered a puzzled<br />

Chamba to hoist <strong>the</strong> larger <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> two flags Ayisha had made. It was<br />

<strong>the</strong> black Jolly Roger. <strong>The</strong> idea <strong>of</strong> a ship <strong>the</strong> size <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Wicked<br />

Wench, crewed by pirates that were almost as ruthless as he was,<br />

ought to give Christophe pause.<br />

As soon as <strong>the</strong> dinghy floated free from his ship, Jack stuck <strong>the</strong><br />

second <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> two flags, which he’d mounted on a stick, upright in <strong>the</strong>

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