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The Dangerous Life of Agnes Pyle
by Jeremy C Kester
(c) Jeremy C Kester – All Rights Reserved
Safiya closed her eyes. She had decided to lay down. Pretending to sleep was a good choice. Doing so could lure the man closer.
It only took another few minutes before she heard the footsteps get close enough that she would be able to see. She cracked her eyes open enough to peak through hoping that she would still appear as though she was sleeping. The skinny, fiery man crept near her. He looked closely at the both of them. She let her eyes closed and then waited until she heard a change in the noise.
There was nothing for a few moments, and then she heard a zipper being slowly opening. It paused a few times, undoubtedly due to the man’s concern about waking the pair up. She watched him. Once he was done opening the bag his attention appeared to be fully wrapped in examining the contents.
Silently and quickly, she pulled herself up and leapt towards the man. He yelped as the edge of the gladius reached his throat. “What do you think you are doing scum?!” she said aloud.
As soon as the words left her mouth Majd jumped up and had his scimitar in his hand.
“Don’t kill me, please!” the man yelped. He was shaking, a definitive change from the moment before.
“What are you looking for?” Safiya asked between her teeth.
“Anything valuable! Gold, cash, anything! You paid too much to board, didn’t negotiate. Captain sent me to find more.”
Safiya sighed. Majd looked at her, his face as full of concern as usual. “What do we do with him?” he asked.
“We could kill him,” she suggestion.
“The captain would throw you overboard!” the skinny man said, his voice mixed with spit and fear.
Majd shrugged. “We could kill the captain too.”
“I don’t know how to sail a ship.” She had a small smirk begin to cover her face. She was watching Majd. He was relaxing some. The change was making her happy.
“That’s true,” Majd said matching her smile. “I don’t want to have to get blood on my sword either.”
“He has guns!”
“Shut up,” she said. “You will listen to what we say.”
“Listen to what a woman says? You must be a jester! I will never listen to what you request!” the skinny man complained. Safiya grimaced and then pulled the sword closer to the man’s throat.
“What’s your name?” she asked.
The skinny man spat in her face. Both Majd and she looking at each other before she shook her head while pulling out one of her axes. She spun it in her hands and swung it down to the floor. It made a small crack in the floor that expanded beyond the blade. “We can make this painful if you wish it.”
“You may want to answer her,” Majd suggested.
“My name is Aamil! My name is Aamil!” he repeated nervously.
“That was easy!” Majd said sarcastically.
“I did not believe that you are speaking the truth to us,” Safiya growled. The blade of the gladius began cutting into the man’s flesh. He struggled to get away but was unable to break through her grip.
“The captain pays me to steal the money from the passengers!” Aamil yelped. He squirmed as though it would help him escape.
“Profits! He doesn’t like what he is paid! He wants more.”
Another growl passed Safiya’s teeth before she cut further into the man’s throat. She wasn’t going to kill him, but she wanted to ensure that she knew of just how threatening the captain was. And although no one on the vessel posed a great threat, she slowly let her grip on the man loose. “You will tell no one of this conversation. And you will bring him nothing as well have nothing to gift him. We gave him all we have.”
“Yes, yes,” Aamil, the skinny man, said quickly as he ducked away.
“We will kill you if you reveal what happened here. Then we will kill everyone on this ship.”
The man nodded and ran away stumbling over cages as he left.
“That was close!” Majd breathed out a sigh of relief.
“He is only the beginning,” Safiya admitted. “I believe we will have to fight our way off of this ship.”
“That seems to be our way anymore.”
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