might have information regarding Jack Sparrow. . ."
The lamp flared, illuminating the pirate's face, and James realized that, in
spite of the breeches and loose coat, his informant was a woman.
She chuckled at his discomfiture and James made an effort to reclaim his
dignity. "What price for this information?"
"You're a pretty man, Commodore, and my pockets are full tonight." She
grinned slyly. "I'll tell you where I last saw Sparrow, if you give me
It was a mocking, ridiculous request, but James was just drunk enough to
consider it. Beneath the battered hat, she had a young, pretty face. He
shrugged and leaned across the table, touching his mouth to hers.
She gripped his shoulders tightly and her tongue darted between his lips.
She didn't kiss like a woman; she was fierce and demanding, and there was an
unexpected heat between them.
Sharp teeth nipped at his bottom lip, and then it was over, and she was
leaning back on the bench with the satisfied demeanor of one who's confirmed
a theory. "He was in here a week ago, recruiting. Word is, he's headed out
in search of Barbary gold."
Fighting to control his racing heart, James asked, "What's your name?"
"Anamaria. My ship's the Bruja. She stood and tipped her hat low on
her face. "When you get tired of chasing after Sparrow, you come looking for
me, Navy man. We'll see what's left when the vengeance is burnt out of you."
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