David growled and sat back down. "You have no spine," he muttered. "Just like Father said."

"Well, what the hell did you expect me to do?" Hawthorne growled. "What the hell did you want?"

David growled and stood up. "I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE!" he yelled, then sat back down. "I thought you had I grand plan. Why did you kidnap me? To hear you complain about how your so wanton over my father!?"

"No, that's not the reason at all. We're going to use you as an exchange."

David glared at him. "Exchange for what?"

"You'll see... When the time comes, you'll see. Meanwhile, if your father wishes to execute Josephs, that's fine by me. Tell me... Do you think he would?"

David glared at him. "Answer my question, what are exchanging me for!?" His mind was racing through options, a predominant one being suicide. No bargaining chip and his father would take revenge.

"Alright... We're going to exchange you for your father, then sell him to the Navy. They pay handsomely for pirates."

David blinked. No he wasn't going to allow that. He smirked, plans forming in his head. "Not as much as Lord Vincent will pay for my return."

"Lord Vincent? What does that old fool care about you?"