Sall went ignored and unfed for two days. His sleep was broken by hunger and the swills of bilgewater washing up and down the deck from the ship’s rolling movement. The constant noise, too, kept him from restful sleep. The crew was rowdy now they were back on home seas, where no navy would follow them, still riding on the success of their victory against the Red. For those first two days they drank and sang and caroused long into the night.
Chapter four is here, and it’s all about fightin’ dirty. You don’t think pirates play fair, do you?