CHAPTER SEVEN
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For I am a Pirate King!
And it is, it is a glorious thing
To be a Pirate King!
—Ibid, Act I
“I object to this sort of treatment.”
“I had a feeling you would. I’m not too proud to say that I’m taking immense pleasure in it, however.”
“You’re a rotten computer character! I’m reporting you to the program’s creator!” The soft linen cloth used to tie my hands behind me, around the back of the chair upon which I was sitting, didn’t give an inch as I struggled to free myself.
The man leaning against the desk in front of me tipped his head to the side as he watched me. “You can try, but it won’t have any effect. Would you mind doing that little squirm you did just a second ago? I really enjoyed it.”
I stopped struggling and packed everything I had into a glare. “Yo
