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The crew members who had been stranded on that tiny island had questions. So they "talked it through", just as they'd been taught.

And they reached conclusions.

Question: Why had they been left there?

Edward, which is how he said he wanted to be addressed, was returning to his pre Stede Bonnett self. To the brute he was before the "Gentleman  Pirate" performed his own special act of fuckery on the soul of the man they had come to know. The human being they had come to know, for the brute was mostly hidden to them.

Question: Where were Lucius and Frenchie? And Jim?

They decided Frenchie must've learned something or done something particularly helpful for Ed when the two of them went to the hoity toity party along with Stede, Oluwande and Lucius.

Lucius almost always accompanied Stede. He was his scribe.

And now he would be Blackbeard's scribe, they concluded.

That left them asking about Jim. And of course the answer was simple. Jim was Jim. Their skills and their fierceness made them a perfect candidate for Blackbeard's crew.

"Be careful, Jim." Oluwande pleaded silently, knowing that their loyalty lay with Stede, no matter how poorly he had captained them.

And the biggest question of all: What had Stede done?

But that was a question for another day. They needed sleep. And food.

Their sleep was fitful. Buttons was the first to awaken, with hunger gnawing at his gut. It had finally become necessary to start eating crew members. Lucius wasn't there, so the Swede would have to do. Roach watched Buttons put in his metal fangs and knew at once what he intended. And he was eager to join in.

The island they were stranded on had no place to hide. No place for the Swede, or anyone else, to escape to. Staying alive was going to mean hand to hand combat among the crew members. And so it began.

But Oluwande's  exclamation of "Oh fuck me" brought the life and death struggle to a halt as one by one they turned to see The Gentleman Pirate himself, a short distance offshore, standing surprisingly steady in a dinghy, his hand raised in greeting.

What had Stede done?

They were about to get answers.

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