“Why
are you acting like some damn pirate?” (. . .)
He
stood alone on the deck, his face washed by the breeze, and considered the
man’s final insult.
Acting like some damn pirate.
Sea monsters, hellhounds, robbers, opposers, corsairs, buccaneers,
violators of all laws human and divine, devils incarnate, children of the
wicked one.
All labels for pirates.
Was he one of them?
“If that’s what they think of me,” he whispered, “then why not?”
(from The
Jefferson Key by Steve Berry)
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