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The Dangerous Life of Agnes Pyle
by Jeremy C Kester
(c) Jeremy C Kester – All Rights Reserved
Safiya’s heart raced furiously. She could feel the pressure tingle from underneath her skin. The boat was too close to be comfortable any longer. It was close enough that she was able to see Armando standing at the bow of the ship staring at her intently like a hungry mongrel waiting for its dinner to be served.
He was undoubtedly angry over her escape.
She wondered why they hadn’t used other means to hunt her down.
Being trapped on the ocean wasn’t an ideal situation. There was little legitimate escape any longer. She could not simply throw them overboard as their ship was close by, and it had already proven swifter than the ship she was aboard.
Transporting herself into the spirit realm would have been useless as well. It was too easily followed by another Sentry and the other problem was that no matter where a Sentry exited the spirit realm, unless the path was made by another being, they would end up where they entered. It would take a lot of energy and risk to find another place to exit from, and there would be no telling where that would lead.
She turned back away from the pursuing ship. She noticed that Ferdinand had been watching cautiously as well. She decided to go where he was standing. She needed to talk to him.
Since the day that they realized that they were being chased, the two hadn’t said much to one another other than the common courtesies that would accompany eating food together or performing chores on a vessel. There had been little need to talk. They were going to die, or at least that is what they both believed.
Ferdinand had been trying to formulate how he was going to get the young girl out of the situation. Of course if there was recourse available that he might live as well, he wanted that too. His first priority was Safiya though.
The ocean didn’t afford many options. It was either outrun them, disable their ship, or sink them. If they couldn’t manage any of those three choices, they would have to face their foes head-on. Unfortunately, Ferdinand could only see one outcome facing them. There were no supplies on the ship that would aid them otherwise. They only had with them the tools of their trade and their wits.
The crew that Ferdinand had hired for this task were merchants by trade. They hadn’t fears of dealing with pirates or other hostilities in their normal routes, so they had no resources to lessen their plight either. Ferdinand was sure that the crew would be murdered.
“We have another day before they are close enough,” the ship’s captain said gloomily as Safiya came close. The man, a short, older man whose face was weathered by years on the water nodded nervously and ducked away.
The man nor many of the crew interacted with Safiya. She knew why and such behaviors bothered her little. “We will have to face them,” she said to Ferdinand.
“I know,” he replied quietly. “I was hoping that they hadn’t been able to find us after you had escaped originally, that we’d have a head start. They got a faster ship though.”
“We should pretend to surrender. Maybe we can join them.”
Ferdinand thought about the words for a moment. They had surprised him. “We could save the crew here,” he admitted.
“We could save ourselves,” Safiya continued with a matter-of-fact tone to her voice. “We might be able to get close enough to get away again.”
“That is an intriguing option. I am not sure that they would welcome us whether or not we choose to surrender willingly though. They probably will either kill us or use us as bait for others. Would you trust them if they suddenly changed their tactics like that?”
“No. I expect that they will try to kill us. But maybe if we feign surrender, it would lower their guard enough to harm them. At worst, we can harm them more before they kill us.” She shuddered at the thought of what she said.
Ferdinand smiled as he jumped down. “Keep your weapons close then. You should find it easy to conceal them in your garment. Give them your gladius and katana as a token of your surrender. Hopefully they will have forgotten your axes and you can use them to gain back your sword.” Safiya nodded. “If we play this right, you just might survive this.”
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