Chapter Eight: New Face
They walked silently back towards town. As they entered the alley Jack automatically pulled her close to him, knowing the town would be much more awake. The main streets were much fuller than they had been that morning and the lamps had been lit, giving the city a warm glow.
"Stay close now luv."
Cordelia didn't know where they were going but it wasn't towards the water. Jack took them to a tavern.
"Jack, why are we here! I'm not going into a filthy tavern."
"Well I am and you can wait outside if you like, but I wouldn't recommend it. You're much safer with me."
"Alright, just don't get too drunk, I don't want my protection to be my undoing."
They entered a tavern called The Faithful Bride. It looked most unpleasant; the sign depicted a bride in chains and shackles.
"Jack, isn't there a more pleasant place you could get a drink?"
"Luv, this is Tortuga. And this is my favorite place."
He got a bottle of rum as he led her past the bar. As he looked around for a place to sit a smile crossed his face and he led Cordelia off towards a table.
"Will! What're you doing here?"
