Thieves of a feather: Chapter 10
When Jack returned to his table Elizabeth was gone and a crowd had gathered at the bar. Noticing that Carla was calling him over to where she stood, he went over to see Elizabeth mixing drinks in a way that would put Tom Cruise in Cocktails to shame. Most of the people looking were awed for two reasons, one was they really were interested or two that they were to stoned to care what they were looking at.
Elizabeth caught his gaze and smirked at his questioning glance.
"I went to Oxford for a year." Elizabeth said this as if it explained everything and went to finishing the last ordered drink. When she had finished Carla came and gave her a hug. Elizabeth awkwardly gave a hug back. They left after Carla refused to let them pay and headed out to the center of the Red district where the parade was taking place.
The parade was chaotic at best with more skin, sex, drugs and beach boy music to go on. The color theme was that of the red white and blue, with various American heroes dressed in provocative outfits such as assless chaps and leather thongs. This parade was actually celebrating the America's forth of July. Not that they really cared about Americas freedom but it made one hell of an excuse to party, and it did bring in revenue for the people.
"See I am not is good as you think Jack." Elizabeth said as they walked side by side through the rambunctious crowd. Elizabeth laughed slightly at the midget dress as Abe Lincoln.
"Sure luv let me ask you this though, did you in all you serving take a single nip for yourself." A coy smile played on his lips as Elizabeth's Expression went from happy to annoyed in a single second.
"Thought as much, you know what 'Lizzie." Elizabeth interrupted Jack Before he could continue.
"Now 'Lizzie' has been added to the mix of names for me." Elizabeth stopped in front of a small shops balcony where Shirtless men and women threw beads down to the crowd. Elizabeth caught some and handed one to Jack who immediately put it on forgetting what he was going to say.
"I try to be unpredictable." Jack said amused, together they watched the parade, and Jack decided to see how many beers he could drink against vacationing college kids, that night he won four hundred American dollars in bets.
"You know from now on I am going to keep you around as a good luck charm." Jack said to Elizabeth as he counted the money. Elizabeth giggled at his proclamation.
"I highly doubt they would let you take me to prison with you." Elizabeth mocked and Jack shrugged as they headed back to the deepest Circle Via limo sent by Drake.
"Oh you know what they say everything is negotiable besides what makes you think I will get caught in the first place?" Jack asked relaxing into the soft interior of the limo.
"Simple Jack, you have an inability to keep a low profile." Elizabeth quipped to the question.
Jack smirked playfully. "Hey I could have left you."
Elizabeth slapped his arm and the banter continued for the entire ride.
That morning when they managed to get back their place of temporary residence Jack and Elizabeth collapsed on the bed from sheer exhaustion. Neither minded that they were in the same bed together.
Prime Minister Swann was sitting at the one place he and Elizabeth called home despite all their travels. The family home in London that was small, but cozy it had been the home that they had lived in when Elizabeth's mother was alive and before he made it into politics.
Prime Minister Swann was in the kitchen table looking at his cell phone for another call from either Interpol or another message from his dear daughter. It almost killed him to have the message say do not inform Norrington but he respected his daughter's request, thinking that Sparrow would let her send another message if he could keep quite.
A Knock from the door made the governor jump up and grabbed his phone. Disappointed that it was not the cell he went to answer the door, ready to yell at whoever it was. Opening the door he was surprised to see Bo' sun standing before him, as Prime minister Swann remembered he gave Bo' sun a paid leave until his daughter was found. Even in his angry misery about his daughter's kidnapping he knew that Bo' sun did not deserve his misplaced feelings and moved aside leaving room for Bo' sun to enter his home.
"Ah good evening, I'm surprised to see you Bo' sun but, always happy, is something the matter?" The prime minister said trying his best to sound cheerful but sounded weary instead.
Bo' sun rolled his eyes and in one quick and unsuspecting movement drove a syringe into Prime Minister Swann's neck with great accuracy, and pushed on the plunger of the syringe. The governor's response to the act barely had time to register as darkness clouded his eyes and he fell into bliss unconsciousness. Bo' sun watched indifferently as the prime minister fell to the ground with a dull thud. He reached for his cell phone in his coat pocket and dialed a memorized number. It was a while when it was answered and Bo' sun was severely pissed for having to wait and did not bother to hide his emotions.
"YOU TWO DUMB ASSES HURRY UP AND GET HERE!" Bo' sun growled and the phone immediately clicked in response to his voice. Bo' sun shoved his cell back in his pocket and left the prime minister situated on the floor and shut the door behind him, Pentel and Ragetti would be at the house before the Prime minister awake to collect him and deliver him to Barbossa.
Calypso was sitting at her desk moving back and forth in her chair lazily. She has a big problem and one that only money could solve. Her brother was oblivious to said problem and to his credit he deserved to be. He had already lost the use of his legs thanks to her and now was not the time to burden him.
Sighing regretfully Calypso stood up crossed her office to the window over looking the entrance of her and her brother's club. It was a busy and now nearing five o'clock in the morning and many of the patrons were either stumbling out of the club to their limo to go back home to their rich mommies and daddies or heading to the hotel portion of the club.
Then one of her company limos pulled up; out from the back seat stumbled Jack Sparrow from the back seat.
'Which is no surprise when it comes to the Captain.' Calypso thought amused. Jack was followed by Elizabeth Swann who was doing her best to keep Jack walking in one direction; the young girl was laughing and smiling.
Then while looking at the scene playing out before her Calypso realized that all of her worries could be taken care of with a few phone calls.
'I always knew I would meet the devil.' Calypso thought wirily as she saw Jack and Elizabeth disappear into the club entrance, she went back to her desk and sat down, looking at the time she picked up the phone and began to make some calls.
Danny Jenkins was in fact a mad genius. She was that for two reasons; one was that they way she often and the second reason she was mad is that she was very, very smart.
At the age of 20 she had more money then Bill Gates and owned more real estate than Donald Trump but she often gave her money away to charities and did not even report it to the IRS, hence why she was mad.
With in thirty-six hours of arriving in Amsterdam and speaking with Captain Jack (or C.J as she called him) she had her lab up and running and it had only coasted ten grand and night without sleep, still the mysteries of the coin were a fascination to her if not frustrating.
While doing the work she promised to have done in a week for her beloved Captain Jack she was learning of some startling intrigues about the captain's stolen doubloon.
"It's hollow." Danny sat away from the coin with a baffled look, "The outside of the coin is real gold, dated to the time of Cortez and it's authentic but it was hollowed out and I can't get the goddamn thing open." Danny continued hoping that by speaking out loud she could grasp the problem. She turned to her cousin hoping to find the support she needed to continue her research for the answers, however Carla was no where to be seen.
Carla had went to bed hours ago leaving Danny to think she was there.
"And this is why people think I am crazy I am always talking to myself!" Danny muttered and went back to figuring out what made the coin open.
It had been three days since Will Turner had been to the Club of Ever Change and he was dreading it. Ever since he had seen the 'performance art' it left the young detective in a state of shock and slight revulsion.
He stood at the door way remembering it was the young Miss Swann who was most likely hoping that Interpol or anyone would find her and save her from a mad man like Jack Sparrow. Taking a deep breath he went inside the club.
This time however there was just a band playing behind the bar and Will let out a sigh of relief. He approached the Bar with a slight air of authority but that was lost once the bartender caught sight of him and spoke.
"Well, finely I was beginning to think I might never see you again how you've been cutie." The same bartender asked but with newly dyed hair of blue shouted over to Will leaving only a few curios people to look up from their drinks to the bar.
"Uh…fine thank you is Danny Jenkins here?" Will asked changing to a safer topic then his cuteness.
"Oh sorry pet but she left a few days ago…" the bartender pulled out a note pad from the cash register and stared to flip through the pages until he stopped at a brightly colored page.
"Here we go, she said she was taking off for a while to see a friend, C.J. She didn't say where she was going or when she would be back…Just her email address." The bartender said showing Will the notebook.
Will took out his old little notebook and wrote down the address. "Do you know who this C.J is?" Will asked happy to have found something about Jenkins and how she might lead him to Sparrow.
"No but hold on," the bartender called to the back, "Hey Donnie you know who C.J is?"
Donnie yelled back, "Yeah Captain Jack Sparrow everyone knows him."
When the bartender turned around Will was running out the doors.
"He was cute to." The bartender sighed and then began to fill orders.