Ch 11: Raid on Nassau

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February, 1717. It had been a month since the British had placed a Blockade, and myself and Thatch were getting restless. So much so, that we had planned an Escape, Nassau was a sinking ship, and we still had life flowing through our veins.The plan was set, and the die was cast. The plan was to send a fire ship into the Man O War, that was the biggest threat. Bonney, Reed and myself were skeptical but we had agreed.

The ship we would use was Rackham's, after all, Jack was drunk, I do not think he would care. The Pearl would stand to defend, She had been upgraded recently. She was now a Man 'O War, and a building a legend of death.

We would wait until Midnight, and then we would hoist the sails. My eyes were shut as Cutler barked commands to the crew, Ms Bonney herself sailing with us. The smell of burning oil and alcohol fills the air, as the Kingston burns into the blackened sky, but Rackham was no where to be found. "John is late!" I called, but Bonney only scoffed "Hopefully he is with Thatch!" Anne and Cutler both called. And I had hoped they were right.

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