III Havana

Slowely the Narwhal manoeuvred through the busy anchorage. Looking for the motor yacht they had a meeting with. Neither of them had their AIS turned on. So it was rather difficult to find the boat the pirates were looking for this night. They had never been to Cuba before, it was not a normal hunting ground for them. Not many yachts visited it, and the navies of neighbouring countries looked to carefully to these waters.

It was Maria herself, who first identified her father's yacht. It wasn't the biggest, nor the most flashy. Rather average as far as big motor yachts go. Quietly the Narwhal motored alongside. Once the two hulls touched, Maria climbed from one ship to the other, and jumped into the arms of a waiting person. The Narwhal, having dropped of their cargo, and not being wanting to be any longer in such tightly controlled waters, along side a ship they knew nothing about, started to sail away.

"wait!" Came the quiet sound across the water. "For what?" Jack mumbled, as he was on the helm. "Turn us around jack." Chief Officer Jan de Jongh told him. The whole Pirate crew was anxious when the Narwhal came alongside the motor yacht once more.

"You forgot your reward. Piratas." A small sigh escaped Captain Jacobson, before he answered "We didn't come here for the reward."
-"But a reward was promised for the person who brought back my daughter."
"I was unaware of that. Just wanted her home safe."
-"I appreciate that, but I'm a man of my word, and if word gets out that I did not pay what I promised, my future will be in danger."
"I understand, and a man in my profession can't really say no to being paid." Capt. Jacobson said back with a smile.

A small chest was passed over the bulwarks, it was heavy enough that Michaeland Aleksey grunted when they took the wait and placed it on the deck of the Narwhal. Flipping open the cover revealed shiny yellow coins, coins which glittered in the night, where neither ships had any lit deck lights. "Gold?" Aleksey asked with big eyes. "Looks a lot like it" Jan answered.

The "Narwhal" was racing through the night. All sails were set, and the engine was running. They wanted to get far away from Havanna as fast as possible. The chest had contained three hunderd and fifty gold coins. A frigating fortune. But it made the crew uneasy and Captain Jacobson had decided to get to Armani's Warehouse as soon as possible. To get their cargo off their hands and change it for some more mundane form of cash.

There was one very strange thing though, inside the cover of the chest a playing card was wedged. It was the Two of Diamonds, across the face was written "El Patético thanks you." And Captain Jacobson had no idea who or what that was, maybe Armani knew someone who knew more of that name.

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