The man who was watching Jack and Cordelia left The Deep Well and rushed to another building called Milady's. The building was nothing more than a glorified whorehouse, but it also served as the temporary home of Ahriman Barbossa.
The man went up the main staircase and down the dark red hallway. Half clothed women lined the corridor. When he reached the room that Ahriman was occupying, he knocked nervously. The only answer was heavy breathing. Fearing punishment, but knowing that he could be punished just the same either way, he opened the door. The man's eyes were greeted by three naked woman sprawled across his captain.
Ahriman's voice was gruff as he yelled, "Dolon! Wha' the hell are ye doin'?"
Dolon lowered his eyes. "Cap'n, I would ne'er interrupt ye, but I 'ave t' tell ye somethin' tha' will make ye both happy 'an upset."
Ahriman sat up in bed, pushing one of the women off of him. "An' tha' is?"
"Sparrow's 'ere, Cap'n. I saw 'im at the tavern."
Ahriman smiled widely. "'Ere? Sparrow's 'ere? 'Tis nothin' in that news t' upset me, Dolon…"
"I'm not finished, Cap'n."
"Oh?"
"Sparrow's 'ere, but 'e's not alone…"
"'Couse 'e's not alone, 'e sails with a bloody crew!"
Dolon shrank back a bit. "I don' mean them, Cap'n. I don' think I was seein' things, but it jus' doesn' make a bit o' sense t' me." Dolon's voice now sounded nervous. "'E's 'ere with…Cordelia."
Ahriman shot out of the bed and within moments had his hands around Dolon's neck. "How dare ye say such a thing t' me!" he spat.
"'Tis the truth!" Dolon said hoarsely. "I wouldn' lie abou' such a thing!"
Ahriman let Dolon go. "No, ye wouldn'." Ahriman found his pants and put them on. "'Ow d'ye know 'e was with 'er?"
"She…she was kissin' 'im, Cap'n."
"That bastard had 'is lips on 'er?"
"Aye," Dolon said softly.
"Then 'e dies!"
