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Chapter Eight
Torment
Claire had a big grin as she walked up the stairs to the helm. Jonah was staring at her, his face riddled with confusion. She laughed seeing him.
“Once all the men are on board Mr. Jonah, you may set sail.” Claire said, laughing more.
“Care to explain how the hell you just did, whatever it is you just did?” Jonah said, staring at her like he couldn't believe his eyes.
“I-
Claire went to explain but her elbow was caught by someone’s hand. The hand gripped it and led her away from the helm. She groaned rolling her eyes knowing who it was without even looking at him.
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