Later that night, Anamaria found herself on the deck, contemplating her hatred for the damned bounty hunter and letting foul intentions fly around in her head. Anamaria knew she wasn't naturally a violent person, but sometimes people just deserved what came to them.

Why was Sparrow being such a fool, Ana thought to herself. That backstabbing hunter was going to kill them all. She already had the location to the Isle de Muerta. That was her payment as far as she was concerned. What would make her keep us around? She could have the ship if she'd just decide to pull the plug. No work, 200 percent payment.

"What's your problem?"

Anamaria spun at the hateful voice. Shilo stood not a foot away. Damned hunter snuck up on her.

"Can't stand a little competition for power here?"

"There is no competition. Not with you," Ana glared, her hands tightening into tense fists.

"You like being the only woman aboard...keeping the men in control."

"Sparrows the Captain here, I just follow orders."

"So now you're a puppet."

"Never."

"I'll see about that."

Anamaria took a deep long agonizing breath. How could one woman get on so many nerves so quickly?

"Where do you get it from?" Ana asked, preparing for a fight.

"What?" Shilo jutted out her jaw.

"The thought that you know absolutely everything?"

Shilo stepped much closer, towering above Anamaria, but the smaller woman did not back down.

"I don't know everything," Shilo said, coldly, her eyes pinned on Ana's. "But I know a great deal about you friends, and what they think of you...at anytime, Miss Ana, you could be gone."

"Despite what you might think...you can't control what they do."

"I already am."

Ana stood, infuriated. This hunter had to pay. Ana drew her knife. "I want you to leave, either on your own, or with my help either way."

"I don't take kindly to threats." Shilo had seen the knife but was still just a second longer.

"Well, what do you think of this one?"

Shilo twisted away, just in time to escape Anamaria's swing. The blade of Ana's knife tore a small part of Shilo's shirt but did not contact Ana's target.

Shilo drew her weapon, a pistol and swung aim to Anamaria, just as the smaller woman was about to attack again. "How's a threat to you then?" Shilo said cooly. "Despite what YOU think, I know a lot more about you crew than you do...even about your dear Captain. You may be first mate, but I know there is at least one very important detail about this mission that he excluded from your ear."

"He wouldn't."

"Told you it was for another treasure linked to the chest of Cortez?"

Ana, confused, lowered her weapon.

Shilo put away her pistol and walked off a bit before turning back. "It was a lie." With that Shilo headed below deck.

Shocked, Anamaria sheathed her dagger. She knew she shouldn't trust the hunter...but for some reason, she did.