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    The Black Flag Ch. 24 & 25

    Chapter 24

    “Where’s that woman with the key?” Shane said impatiently. The pirates had snuck quietly down into the basement and were waiting anxiously outside the heavy locked door to the slave quarters.

    “Her name is Tina…” Porter said pointedly and gave Shane a warning look to which Shane gave a quirky smile and an arched brow. Ported definitely had guts. Not very many women would risk talking down to someone they didn’t know, who snuck into their house, and was armed to the teeth with weapons. Shane could tell she was already going to like this woman.

    Carmen waited anxiously by the door, biting her bottom lip. The wait was killing her, knowing that Tasha was on the other side of that door and that within minutes she’d get to see her again. Her nerves were wracked. Her mind ran rampant with scenarios. What if they got caught? What if Tasha thought she’d abandoned her? Or worse yet, what if Tasha hadn’t made it to the Keys? What if the slave drivers on Red Water had beaten her to death after they had tried to escape to The Robin together?

    She simply wanted through the door, to see Tasha in the flesh and get the hell away from the Keys and never come back. She tapped her fingers lightly against her leg and let her gaze jump around from pirate to pirate.

    Victor, while sharing many of the same anxieties and fears, kept himself composed with his arms tight across his chest, sporting the smallest smile to reassure his fellow pirates.

    Diego stood next to the staircase, looking up and waiting silently for Tina to come down with the key. Shane was almost surprised by how calm he was. She’d seen him bouncing around before. Always energetic and optimistic, but now was quite, reserved and focused.

    “So… I get Victor’s motive for tagging along on this ‘ere little mission… But why’d you come along?” Shane asked, trying to ease the tension in the room.

    Diego cocked a brow at Shane, “Victor’s my best friend.” He stated like it was obvious and Victor laughed just a little.

    “And it’ll make one hell of a story when you meet Carmen’s sister, yeah?” Victor grinned at the small Spaniard and Diego pursed his lips, trying not to let his smirk pass through.

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    1. Loved it girl! Finally get my dose of this story. I love the lovey dovey Shane when she is drunk. I also enjoyed the Bette story… Thank you again for posting this and you are so very welcome – I really do lve this story… I hope not too many people get hurt once Cain catches up…looking forward to more intimate Sharmen moment too. ;-p PPS…

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