"I'm afraid we really must be going." Jack smirked at Misrule. "No, don't get up."
Misrule struggled against the weight pinning him to the deck. "This won't stop me."
"This boat's on a one-way trip to the bottom of the Gulf. I guess we'll see you in what, another couple decades?" Jack put his hand up to his ear. "What's that? I can't hear you over the sound of me leaving."
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