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Chapter 5

Quick Thinking

Both Will and Jack drew their swords and started towards Tara and her captors.

Will shouted, "Robertson, you son of a-"

But the man holding the knife pulled it closer to Tara's neck. She took a sharp intake of breath as a small trickle of blood fell down her throat. Both men instantly stopped moving, and Will was silent.

"Now now, Turner," sighed Robertson. "You were getting ready to say something not very nice. Or were you?"

Will looked as furious as Jack felt. But he shook his head.

"No," he said. "I wasn't."

"Good." Roberson smiled. "Gentlemen," he said, "The tide is with me and I have much to do. Ta." They turned to go.

Jack thought hard, the drunken cogs in his head turning like crazy.

"Why don't you kill 'er here?" He called after them.

They spun back around. Will looked at him like he was mad. Tara's face plainly showed that, had her hands not been tied, she would have bitch- slapped him.

Robertson spoke. "What?"

"Why don't you just kill her here without wasting time leaving and sailing, and all that stuff?"

Robertson didn't say anything for a moment. He seemed to be slightly puzzled. "Because, you idiot," he said, "someone's probably already heard the fighting, and if we don't leave now, we risk being caught, and not being able to kill this whore."

Jack restrained himself with much effort. But, it was a close one. Instead, he replied, "Then, let me come with you."

"And why the bloody hell should we do that?" Asked one of Robertson's men, who had, up until now, kept silent.

"Because it would give me extreme pleasure to be there when you kill her. I mean, since I can't do it on my own." Jack pointed to his right arm to show the sling.

"Who are you, man?" Robertson asked, now sounding genuinely interested.

"Captain Jack Sparrow," he said, straightening up slightly.

The man holding the knife removed it from Tara's neck and pointed it at Jack in amazement. "Holy...you..your the one who...."

"Yeah," Jack said. "I killed Barbossa."

Tara swayed on the spot. He knew that hearing this without the full story must be killing her, but Jack refrained from looking at her, afraid to blow his cover.

"Keep your position!" Shouted Robertson, and the man replaced the knife to Tara's neck. Robertson looked at Jack, who stared back into his cold eyes.

"Fine," he said. "You can come. Just don't slow us down."

"Got it." Jack started to walk towards Robertson. Then he turned around. "Guess we can't leave the whelp here to spill the news." He raised his gun, and pointed it at Will's head. He looked right into his eyes, and pulled the trigger.

Will fell in a heap, motionless.

Tara screamed, fighting with all of her might to try and escape from her captors. But they were much too strong for her, and one of the men hauled her over his shoulder and carried her towards the ship docked nearby, with Jack walking behind them.



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