“I would, but…”

“I would, but unfortunately I no longer have it, captain.” The man said, and then hurriedly continued as the expressions of his two visitors darkened visibly. “Miss Valierre has it. She assured me it will be safe in her care until you can go and take it.”

“Miss Valierre?” The captain asked.

“Ah, yes, you probably haven’t heard yet. Madam Bella’s illness got worse and she decided to retire. The new owner of The Pink Flower is Miss Valierre, one of her favorite girls. She said she needs to speak with you about something. Maybe she could tell you about him,” Mr. Roth pointed at the dead sailor. “I have no idea who he is – I’ve never seen him before – but he specifically asked when you would be coming, and threatened to make my death slow and painful if I did not cooperate.”

“I see. Then I better go see Miss Valierre. Have a nice day.” The captain said and quickly exited the shop without looking back. Together with her companion she headed toward her new destination. So much about this time being easier…

The Pink Flower, called so because its sign was a pink flower drawn in such a manner that it resembled a woman’s pussy, was one of the largest brothels around, with a number of handsome young men and many gorgeous women working there. The services of the brothel’s employees were rather costly, but the captain knew from personal experience that the money were well-spent.

Valierre had always been one of Emily’s favorite whores. The pirate captain had never been one to get very attached to other people, but this was one of the exceptions. There was something in the young girl that made the older woman return to her again and again. But that was in the past. Now that she was the owner, rather than just another one of the many employees, things would most likely be different. Emily wondered what the former whore could want from her. Whatever it was Captain Flint doubted she would like it…