He rolled up on one side and found his cabin empty. His belt and its riches remained on the table, but Vindex and his clothes were gone. Eric’s buzz of happy pulled out like a low tide, gently leaving disappointment behind. Vindex proved persistent. Eric thought he would at least stick around for dinner. He found pants and threaded his belt into place. Eric stepped out to the crew deck and frowned. The light was off. One of his men grunted from a hammock. “Mornin’ Cap.” Morning? Eric’s cheer snapped in half. He lunged into his cabin and threw open the rear hatch. Nassau’s morning breeze spilled into his room. Early sunlight glanced off the bay surface. Eric let the hatch bang closed. Fuck and run. Not even a good-bye. He should have guessed, but the slight still burned. Eric grabbed a change of clothes and grumbled up the stairs. The few crewmen aboard gave him space. On deck, he swept the sky for any sign of his jailer. He didn’t spot it. “Morel, you watched overnight?”
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