*Updated 29-04-2018*

Chapter 2 - What to do?

The pirate passed the baby over to Hoyt and his eyes grew with anxiety. His heart stopped for a few seconds as a small hand reached from under the blanket, out stretched. Hoyt placed his finger into the baby's hand as it grasped him tightly. Hoyt was lost for a few minutes until one of the pirates cleared his throat.

"Erm, Hoyt? What are you gonna do?"
Hoyt looked up from the baby and stared at the group of pirates, who all seemed to look at him like he had gone mad; the bewilderment on their faces would have been funny to Hoyt in other circumstances.
"Ah, yes, erm..."
He was lost for words as he looked back down at the baby. It's eyes were a blue as the ocean that surrounded the island and small wisps of blonde hair could be seen on the top of it's head. It must have only have been a few days old and it looked tired. Hoyt was stunned; how the child had managed to survive on the shipment was baffling. But he knew one thing - the baby was a survivor.

"Where did you fucks say you found it?" Hoyt asked, looking back at the group.
"Rich found it on top of one of the cannabis piles when he went to steal a stash"
All of the pirates looked at the one who had been identified as Rich, and he turned a bright red colour, embarrassed and a little scared.

"HEY, THERE'S A NOTE!" one of the pirates shouted out. All the attention turned to him as he ran from the cargo and over to Hoyt. A crumpled piece of paper was passed into the Boss' hands as he was struggling to carry the baby. Groaning, he turned to the gang of pirates.
"Someone hold it please!"
A young pirate took the baby off of a confused Hoyt, as heopened up the piece of paper. His frantic eyes scanned the page as he ran his fingers through his thinning hair.
"What does it say?" one of the pirates asked. Hoyt cleared his throat again as he read aloud:

"To whoever this may concern,
I have had to leave my daughter on this ship as I cannot look after her. She is only 20 days old and I apologize if you have found her dead. I cannot do this anymore so please take care of her as my only option was to leave her. She does not have a name.
Tell her when she's old enough that I'm sorry."

Hoyt finished off the letter and the pirates stood in silence. No one spoke for a couple of minutes and they kept looking back at Hoyt and then to the baby, still cradled in the young pirates arms.
"Is it signed?" someone called out, referring to the letter. Hoyt flipped the page, examining it before shrugging.
"Doesn't seem so. The shipment was from England wasn't it? I want one of you fucks to find out where exactly from and get to work in seeing if we can track this child's mother." he stated.
"But what you gonna do Hoyt?" a pirated said, breaking the silence amongst the men. Hoyt looked at the baby, whose eyes were still shining bright.
"We're going to keep her." Hoyt stated. A few mumbles came from the crowd, mostly of confusion.
"Why?" asked Rich, the pirate who was going to steal a stash from Hoyt.
"She obviously cannot fend for herself and we can't just leave her, she's a baby for fuck sake!" Hoyt exclaimed, "If the mother is so incompetent that she cannot care for her own child, then I will."

He pointed a finger at a young looking pirate.
"You! Go and find something for the baby to drink, milk preferably or water. The poor thing is starving."
He pointed another finger at another pirate.
"And you! Go and find a clean blanket, some clothes and possibly some things to change the baby with. We have a new member of our team!"
The two pirates darted off to find what Hoyt wanted and the others just stared at him.

"Pass the baby to me" he stated, his voice stern.
The pirate slowly placed the baby in Hoyt's arms. She was now sleeping.
"Get back to fucking work all of you! Send those guys back to me when they have what I want."
None of the pirates moved.
"Are you fucking deaf? GET BACK TO WORK, NOW!" shouted Hoyt.
The men all scrambled and some began unpacking the load that had been delivered. Hoyt began to walk off, back to his office.

"Rosa" he mumbled "I'm going to call you Rosa."