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Once Ana Maria got her bearings back, she felt instant anger and hatred run through her veins.
Santino, a man that had once been her best friend, had stolen her child right in front of her. He had taken Morgan right in front of her and she had been powerless. Powerless to stop him and powerless to prevent it from happening. She got up and went outside, hoping that there would be some sign of which way he had gone or where he was headed. The longer she took to find him the more opportunity she gave to him to do all sorts of harm to Morgan and that was something she would not tolerate.
She heard Kerry yelling at her from the background but wasted no time in listening to his warnings. She knew Santino better than Kerry. She knew more about his behaviors and about his personality that he ever did. She would find him. When she did by God she'd murder him ruthlessly like he should have done to her while he had the chance.
The fact that she could barely move her right leg would not stop her. She had to stop Santino from whatever he intended to do. As a friend she couldn't allow him to and most definitely, as a mother, not to her own child.
"Ana Maria! You can not go after him the way you are! If he doesn't kill you the infection from that gunshot will!" Kerry's baritone voice called out to her.
She turned around, all too aware of her wounded knee. "What would you have me do, Kerry?! Let him escape with my daughter?!" She accused the old man.
"No, of course not." He told her in a calming tone. "I want you to stay here. I'm gonna go have a chat with that Townsend fellow and we'll go after Santino." He explained. "Ana. You have to use your head. You can't just go after him, not in your condition. It'll kill you and I know that you know that. Then no one can help that child."
She stopped to consider his words. Dying?
Santino was a complex person. He was sneaky and he was good at making people believe whatever he wanted them too. A real charmer, he was. People like that were completely dangerous and capable of anything. She knew him better but Kerry knew him well enough. Kerry had raised him just as he had raised her. Kerry had also spent a good amount of years hunting Pirates and Raiders; Santino would be nothing. Kerry could handle anything.
"Okay." She agreed reluctantly.
"-After we meet up with Sparrow. If we're to have any luck, we'll need some help."
"Jack left with his father! God knows where they are! You'll never find them!" She cried, hitting him a few times out of her frustration and worry, not to hurt him.
"It's the only way, " He told her soothingly, wrapping his arms around her. "I know you love her." He whispered. "I know she means the world to you, darlin', and I promise I'm going to do everything I can to get her back to you safe."
"Thank you."
An hour later, Kerry had left with Mr. Townsend and Ana was left sitting in her kitchen. Oh, how the mighty had fallen.