Date: Thu, 4 Jun 2015 23:08:58 +0000
From: Robert Me <winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: M/V Lady Jean Peterson/15

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Jerry and George looked at all the photos again and were sure the guy in
four of them were one and the same. They looked at the three still photos
Jerry had taken from the video of pirates attacking the Ocean Six when
Scott's mother and been killed. They were somewhat grainy and showed a
man with an AK47 in his hand staring at the O6, the next photo was of him
taking aim and the third was the muzzle flash as he fired. They went back
to the first photo and looked at it through the magnifing glass. After
they had both looked at it George put the photo down and picked up one of
the pirates on board the Jean after they were attacked when the Wonderer
was taken.

"I'm positive that's the same bloke Jerry."
"Me too, lets get Reggie to look at them, he of all people will know, he
looks at xrays all the time and sees things nobody else will." Jerry
picked up his phone and rang the sick bay. Five minutes later Reggie
knocked on their door.

"Reggie there are 11 photos we want you to look at in no particular
order. Would you look at them please and tell us what you see?" Reggie
flicked through them and joked;
"No nudes?"
"No Reggie, but something quite serious."
"Ok chaps, I will be serious then." Reggie took his time and studied all
of them several times and as he went he put several aside. Finally he had
two left.
"These are the same chap."
"That's what we think Reggie and the pirate we are looking at COULD be
the shit who killed Skip's mother. Nobody will ever be able to prove it
of course, but what the hell do we do with this now?" Reggie thought for
sometime.

"Scott has to know, it would not be right for us to keep this from him.
Its going to be painful of course, but I know Scott would rather know
than us keeping it from him. He would be devastated if he found out we
with held this back. Now, who's going to tell him?"

"You Reggie, you must have a lot of experience talking to people about
difficult situations. That's my opinion anyway. Jerry?"

"Your right, that ok with you Reggie?"

"Yes of course I will talk to him when he and Andrew are together as soon
as I can and I will be telling the crew as well after I see Scott. We
have become a family and families support one another during times like
this."

Scott, Paul and Jerry were in their safety gear waiting in their "pirate
boat" waiting for the stern door to open. They had just one ladder which
Paul would attach to the stern rail and once secure Scott would lead the
way. Jan had the engine running and at a nod from her the boat was
released and it slid down the ramp and into the water where she opened it
up and took the boat to the starboard of the Jean to keep in hidden from
the O5.

The O5 was doing 18 knots and it only took a short time to break cover
and drive away from her a mile and then turn directly behind and start to
catch up. Jan was now in the wash of the ship and it is a rather
disconcerting experience knowing a few tons of propeller was just feet
away and its blades could smash everything including them. When just 10
feet away Paul raised the ladder and it took just one attempt to hook it
on. Jan then went right up against the ship and Scott scrambled up
followed by the other two. Once on deck they hid and Scott and Paul got
the shot guns out that they had stuffed down the back of their Life
Jackets. They climbed all the way up the bridge tower and knocked on the
door of the bridge startling the men on watch inside. Philip Boardman
arrived and let them in.
"One nil to you then Scott."
"Too easy Phil, I think you need to make sure all hatches are secured two
hours before sunset and lookouts at night and more protection on the
bridge, more razor wire around the hull. Mind you they could most
probably get in anywhere, its impossible to make the whole ship Pirate
proof. Its a worry."

"We have the safety cell, but we need warning to get the whole crew into
it." Ships were beginning to be fitted with a strong room called a safety
cell where the crew could escape too and even have some control of the
ship and be able to send distress calls and talk to other ships and, they
hoped, Naval ships. The engineer and his crew would lock themselves in
the engine room and operate the speed of the engine and even stop it as
well as control lighting, electricity to all parts of the ship and could
therefore plunge the whole ship into darkness as well as cut air
conditioning, but they had to get there first and if only one crew was
taken the rest would be threatened with his life if they did not
surrender.

They got back to the Jean where the whole crew were on the bridge and
talked through and agreed the only way to fully protect any ship was to
have armed men on board. A few American security companies were offering
their services, but were hugely expensive and were not backed up by
national authorities.

"Get the army to put four troops on British ships and no fucking pirate
will ever get on board and it wont cost anything like hiring private
security firms. Too bloody simple for some politicians to work out of
course and more ships will be taken, massive ransom demands made and paid
as well as a few more lives lost and crew badly treated."

Reggie phoned Scott's cabin and asked to go and see him and Andrew. They
sat down and Reggie came straight to the point.

"Skip, Jerry has been looking through the video of the attack on the old
O6 and recognised a guy on one of the pirate boats was the same pirate we
took on board from the Wanderer attack, he and George and now me are sure
of it and we thought you should know. It will never be proved it was him
who killed your mother, but there is a fair chance it could be him. Sorry
to bring you this, but we thought you should know." Scott took the photos
and he and Andrew poured over them for some time.

"Yep that's him alright and just think we had him on board here. I will
send it to the lawyers in London, but not to dad, it will be too
upsetting for him. Thanks Reggie not a nice job for you. I will thank
Jerry and George later."
"Scott I would like to tell the crew, I think they would want to know.
What do you think?"
"I know I would Scott if I were them and I think Reggie is right, we
would all like to know." Scott continued to look at the face of the man
who could possibly have killed his mother.
"Yes if you think its right and we can all look out for him if we get
attacked again. If we ever come across this man I would want to get him
back to England, but I bet they would not bring a case against him.
"Do you really think there is no case Scott?" Andrew asked.
"No because it could never be proved and if I took him home all that
would happen is he would be granted asylam and live a good life at our
expense for the rest of his life. His family, who the human rights people
will say have the right to be together will be allowed in as well, wife,
kids, aunts, uncles, grandparents and a few more who will claim to be
family. I bet I would be in the shit though if he got on board the Jean
and would kill to take us, but he got hurt instead. Lets keep a good eye
out for this turd, I hope I see him again and get to interview him."

They were just two days from Mumbai and Scott asked Theo and Royston how
long it would be before the Rockall would return to the States.
"Another month Scott."
"I think I had better call them and see when they want you back, its been
three weeks now and we will be meeting the O4 coming in from Australia
and take her to the Red Sea. You are welcome to stay, but I'm sure the
Navy will want you lads back."
"If you must Scott, but we are happy to stay if you will have us."
"Do I take it you two are getting on ok then?" Royston got in first.
"Still a long way to go, but at least we aren't killing one another,
yet." Theo said nothing.

"Lady Jean Peterson to USS Rockall."
"USS Rockall to Lady Jean Peterson." Scott asked for Captain Andrew's and
reminded him he had two of his officers on the Jean "and when would you
like them back?"
"Please stand by Lady Jean Peterson." Half hour later the Rockall got
back to them.

"We notice we are not that far apart, could we come to you, the Admiral
invites you on board Captain." That took Scott by surprise no end.
"I would like that, I will bring the two officers with me."
"No Captain, the Admiral would like a private meeting with you first."
Another surprise.
"I will have them ready to return anyway after my visit." They made a
rendezvous for the next day for 7am.

"Looks like its your last night with us. The Admiral has invited me for a
meeting with him first and then assume you two will be leaving us after
that. I never expected to say this, but we are all going to miss you."
"I will be leaving the Navy as soon as we get back to the States Skip as
I said and cant wait to get there." Theo said.
"It may surprise you to know I will be leaving as well. I have finished
with the Navy as well." Royston looked at Theo. "We need to talk, again."
Theo smiled at Royston.
"You can take that off your face as well and don't get any ideas." Theo
continued to smile.

Jan took the RIB to the Rockall's gang way and he climbed up to the
quarter deck and removed his cap. Captain Andrew's also removed his and
came forward with his hand held out. "Welcome to the USS Rockall Captain,
kou know Commander Forrester of course." The two men shook hands and
Scott looked around for the Admiral, he wasn't there. "Good to see you
again Scott. I am to take you to the Admirals quarters, this way please."
Donald took Scott through the ship and noted the stares he was getting
from crew who were seeing the Captain of that little Brit ship pretending
to be a Naval one and wondered how the hell anyone that young could be a
captain rank.

The Admiral's door opened and Scott was looking at an older version of
Theo, a six foot plus slim and an incredibly handsome man with white
hair, steel rimmed glasses and an air of authority about him that
exuded power and control. Donald introduce them once inside the cabin and
left.

"Take a seat Captain, coffee?"
"Thank you." Admiral Harding was not one for small talk and came straight
to the point, not a comfortable one either.
"Captain Peterson is your crew an all homosexual crew?"
"Could be Admiral, but I am not here to discuss my crews person life or
private matters or mine either. When did you last have sex?" Despite
himself Harding almost smiled.
"I am of the opinion you are from what I hear during the tv interviewers
in Iceland after your rescue of those trawler men. A good job by the way,
congratulations."
"Thank you, but you should not believe all you hear with respect Admiral,
but you have obviously looked us up and are now judging all of us by what
you think we are."
"Ok, let me get to the point, I am convinced you and all your crew
are homosexual and its fair enough if you don't want to discuss and I now
know my son is and so is Lieutenant Fortune otherwise Theo and presumably
Fortune would not have been so keen to get time on your ship. So, having
said all that and you not loosing your temper at a false accusation, I
will say I am right. I could not care less what any of you are, but I am
with my son and he will have to leave the United States Navy, so will
Fortune. I will be honest I don't care too much about my son being
homosexual, but I do care about myself and want him out of the Navy
before its known he is homosexual and the embarrassment it could cause
me. Therefore I am asking you to keep them and when you get to Mumbai
they will fly back home and resign."
"They are going to do that any way when they return. Will they get
honourable discharges?"
"Yes, I cant have my son dishonourably discharged, it will look bad on
me."
"Is it possible to get them discharge from here? They will be welcome to
stay on my ship for as long as they want as I assume it will take less
time to get them discharged from here than fly home from Mumbai and THEN
go through discharge. It could be claimed they have been offered places
on my ship and that's the reason they want to leave the US Navy." Harding
thought about that for two seconds.
"Agreed. I will need to see them both before we go our separate ways
though, there will be forms to sign."
"Is that all you wanted to see me about Admiral?"
"No, I spoke to Captain Andrew's and Commander Forrester and they think
that your suggestion about an exercise with us attacking your ship is a
good one and I would like to discuss it with all four of us before you
go."
"That's fine by me, when do you want to see Theo and Royston?"
"As soon as we finish planning the exercise."
"I will call the Jean and have them bought over if that's alright and ask
you to sail with us while you go through the paper work to discharge them
and then wait for them to come back to my ship?" Harding was happy with
that. Scott made the call and there would be a lot of handshaking and
hugs going on on the Jean. Little did they know.

The four men met and in no time agreed that Scott would call the
Rockall when the Jean was free of escort duty to carry out the exercise
with a few provisos. "You will only carry blank rounds and we will only
use red dyed water from the helicopters and so your men will need
goggles, they will also get very wet and may have to bail out a lot. How
many boats do you have to attack us?"
"Four."
"I will let you have our two boats and you can attack with six. I want to
experience a multi attack and see how we get on and I mean both sides."
"And who deems who wins?" Asked Harding.
"Neither side wins anything, we will just determine ourselves how we get
on. I know we are both going to learn a lot."

Scott said goodbye and went back. All three ships carried on sailing
together in convoy and the crew wondered why, they were all on the bridge
when Scott told them all about the meeting and was genuinely pleased at
the reaction. "I don't know how long its going to take, but I do know
when the Admiral wants something, he gets it and in very quick time.
Three hours later Jan and Tommy got into the RIB and went to the Rockall
to pick up a couple of civilians.

Welcome back you two, its been a long time." Scott smiled at them.
"Do you mind if I go to my cabin Skip?"
"Of course Theo, take all the time you need." Scott knew he would need to
get the final rejection from his father out of his system, or at least
start the process. Royston stood on the aft deck and watched the Rockall
sail away and had no misgivings, there was a man on the Jean who needed
him just as much as he needed that man and it was the Jean who had given
both of them to one another.

The following day Scott, Theo and Royston were in Scott's office.
"I am offering you both temporary positions on the Jean until we get back
to South Africa. When we get there I was going to moor up and fly us all
back to England for two weeks, but now I have decided to sail back, there
are a few modifications I need done to the ship and so If you want you
can come with us all the way. You will be paid by our company as from
today, but I doubt it will match your Naval salaries. If you sail
to England with us your contract will end when we get there and in any
case I expect you will want to get home to find your new careers. Anyway
let me know when to drop you off, South Africa or England? They looked at
one another.
"England please Skip."
"Ok and may I welcome you to the crew of the Jean. I will take you to the
clothing store and get you kitted out. Anything else before we go?"
"No thanks Skip." Theo said.
"Yes, just one thing Skip." Royston said.
"Yes Royston?"
"Do you mind if I move in with Theo?" Scott beamed at them, who wouldn't
with those massive smiles on both faces.
"I think we will go to the clothing store first thing after breakfast
tomorrow until then you are both off duty and only come out to eat or if
the alarm sounds. Bugger off."
"Yes Skip" they both said and ran for the door.

Theo could not keep that huge smile off of his face.
"Does this mean we are back together Royston?"
"Does it fuck! ALL this means is I want sex, I'm as randy as all the guys
on the Rockall and every other ship in the Navy put together and all I
want is your cock." Theo looked at him with his head to one side and
smiled.
"Ok, I want us to make love, that better?"
"Much, come here." For the first time in over a year Theo took Royston in
his arms and kissed him which went on for rather a long time, but as they
kissed sports shirts and shorts came off and then Royston was on his
knees taking his mans pants down and his 8.5 massively hard cock went
down to the back of his throat. After some time like that Theo pulled him
to his feet and he went to HIS knees and removed Royston's pants and took
his 7.5 inch massively hard cock into HIS mouth which also ended up at
the back of Theo's throat. So far so good and it got better as they fell
onto the bunk and revisited each others bodies with lips tongues and
hands. It all ended up in a 69 and after a short while both lovers
exploded and were back where they had first been all those
months ago............, sticky.
After a shower they went back to the bunk and got sticky again, but this
time they just laid together kissing and saying nothing, just happy
knowing this was going to be permanent.

The two new crew members came on the bridge together and got a huge
cheer, they looked so different in their new uniforms and felt even more
a part of the crew, full members and the ships newest couple.
"Good job we've got Freddy to interpret for us, I still cant understand
Andrew!" Jan giggled.
"Pardon Jan?" All three American's asked.
"Pardon Yanks?" Asked Jon.
"Pardon Jon?" The Brits asked. Silly we know, but they were about to have
a respite from the tensions of the past few weeks and its human nature to
be silly after the stress is over for a few hours.

They followed the O5 into Indira Docks and then onto their mooring some
distance from her. After the last rope had been secured Scott ordered
"finish with engines" and the whole ship fell silent apart from the
generator far below giving power to the ships essential services. All
they could hear now was the noise coming from the docks and the bustle of
this busy harbour. Customs officers came on board and after a cursory
glance around the bridge and being pleasant which is a custom in India,
they checked passports and ships documentation they left and the crew
would have that night and most the next day before sailing at 5 pm again
to escort the O5 down the west coast into the Laccadive Sea where they
would part company with her and make their way to Colombo in Sri Lanka
and stay there for three days and nights waiting for the O4 coming from
Australia and escort her all the way through the Arabian Sea, which was
becoming a high risk area for pirate attacks, to the Red Sea. After they
had seen the O4 to safety they would sail at 20 knots back to meet the O1
also coming from Australia and take her to South Africa and then, home.

For the first time since leaving Cyprus they all eat together in the
saloon all looking so different in their own clothes.

"Right what are we doing tonight? We've only got the one and its
Saturday. Something must be happening around here?" Scott looked at them
and waited. Colin, who had already worked out it was Saturday and thought
something would be going on banged the table to gain attention. Everyone
looked at him.
"There's a club not far from here called Voodoo and on Saturdays is a gay
night, its very popular and there is a beach to wander about on as
well and a mix of locals and tourist. I think we should all go and give
them a treat.
"No WAY! Freddy and I haven't been to one of those things
since........,since?"
"Bill Haley?"
"Who?"
"I have put myself in charge of evening entertainment for this evening
and we are all going, you lads can look after Reggie and Freddy." Colin
said.
"And who's going to look after those two, look at them, kidnap bait!"
Asked George.
"I fucking will, you two stay in my sight, all night."
"Yes Jan." And promptly forgot what she said.

It was a great evening and they all got a lot of attention from the many
lovely young males and got countless offers of drinks and invitations to
dance and a walk along the beach, all of which were politely refused
except if one partner was asked to dance the other one went on the floor
as well.
Marcel and Jon were particularly popular and were surrounded just about
all night and the two gorgeous 19 year olds being the centre of attention
and joined a group of the locals on the stage dancing with them to the
Bollywood music blasting out and the young men teaching them the moves
for just about the whole evening, Marcel was brilliant and danced
beautifully with Jon laughing his head off as he tried to keep up.
There was also time for each couple to be by themselves and walk along
the beach just enjoying this down time and not one thought about pirates
or the threat from them. But even while they were enjoying the
evening there was some activity on the Jean.

The Jean was being observed and the men observing her could not believe
their luck as the crew left and now knowing that getting on board was
going to be that much easier got into their canoe. They made their way
under cover of the ships hulls they had to paddle past to get to the
ship. Half hour later they got to the Jean's stern and threw a rope over
the rail and pulled it down and climbed up it. From the stern two of them
made their way to the top of the bridge while the other one was looking
out. The two worked for half an hour securing the 6x4x2 inch tracker
directly behind the mast. They could not drill, but instead used a very
strong adhesive to keep it in place. Two connections were made from the
battery which would last for two months. A green LED light glowed for a
few seconds telling them that the tracker was now functioning, they then
fitted the cover over the unit making sure the short aerial poked through
the opening. The cover was clipped onto the main body and as it was
painted the same grey as the ship, it would be almost impossible to
detect.
The trio returned to the canoe and made their way back to the disused
boat shed were they had been hiding and pulled the canoe out. Two men
came out of the shadows and paid them off. None of the three knew what
the unit was or why they had been asked to fit it and so therefore would
not know the Jean could now be tracked at a distance of four miles from a
pirate mother boat. That mother boat was already four miles out at sea
pretending to fish. That boat and a few more took it in turns to shadow
the Jean and that's why they knew were she was.

Because the Jean had been in the news quite a few times now the reason
why she was in those seas had been reported quite a few times and certain
individuals saw the ship as a target and rich pickings. Despite Scott's
hope for anonymity he and his crew and ship was in even more danger. News
of their dealings with pirates had been picked up by the press and the
videos of them had gone viral. Scott realised he would need to talk to
his legal team to try to improve his defences and that it why he would
return to England in the hope he could. He would be spending hours
talking to William and conference calls between his father, the legal
team and the "men from the Ministry" who had agreed that he could carry
CS gas. He needed agreement that they could fix tubes to the rear of the
bridge and carry modified fireworks to fire on chasing pirate boats.
Neil, Andrew and Theo had come up with a system that would seem to be
exactly what they needed and fire off what is known as "flash bangs"
which would disorientate any attackers and not kill anyone, just hard of
hearing and blind for a few minutes.

They paid their taxis off and they went to the saloon for one last drink
before turning in.
"Thanks Colin for a lovely time, good choice and I'm going to practise my
break dancing every night know, once I get my back to work again that
is." Reggie got up and wriggled his hips.
"Sit down you silly old bugger, you couldn't even do the Charleston when
you were young."
"You looked as though you were having a good time Reggie, you both did.
Do you know I think it was because of the local boys and some lovely guys
as well, you two looked as though you were enjoying yourselves as well,
despite Jan shadowing you all night."
Marcel and Jon smiled and produced about 20 bits of paper. "Anyone else
got as many phone numbers as us?" He waved them above his head and dumped
them into the bin. "I will get those out later." Jerry said and got sworn
at by George.

They began to leave two at a time, it was now quite late and they would
all have to be up for breakfast by 8am and not much time for certain
activities that this lot got up too as often as they could during off
watch time.

Scott and Paul did their usual deck checks and chatted while they toured
the ship.
"I really enjoyed tonight Scott, Freddy and I have never done much of
that and hope we get out like tonight when we get to Colombo. Did you two
enjoy it? It certainly looked like you did."
"I think we enjoyed it even more because we have this break, but more to
the point we were all together. People are so much different when they
are not working. We loved the fact everyone was relaxed and just let a
bit of hair down. Mind you the best bit for me was when Andrew and I went
on the beach for a walk. Just him and me together, not saying much, just
enjoying "us."
"Think we all did that Scott. Hello, where did this come from?" They both
looked down at the flip flop.
"How the hell did that get there?" Scott picked it up, looked at it then
threw it over the side and both men forgot it.

Above them the tracker continued sending out its signal and the mother
boat continued to "fish" waiting for the Ocean Five and its main
interest, the Lady Jean Peterson to appear and begin to track both of
them while pirates checked their boats and weapons in preparation to
attack. But that was not all, Scott's problems could become a nightmare
in the not too distant future and from two officers sailing with the
O6, he had already had a run in with, First Officer Jeremy O'Brian and
his fuck, Second Officer David Hammond of the Ocean Six. These two
bitter men were making plans to make a huge amount of money by capturing
the O6 AND the Jean and hold them both to ransom as the rumour going
around was they would sometime in the future be sailing to South Africa
and then on to Australia. But they needed help and were half way to
getting it.

Far down below the tracker Theo undressed Royston and once Royston had
undressed Theo they cuddled in and kissed and like that managed to get
into the shower and cleaned the sweat off from the nights dancing. These
two had virtually spent the whole time on the dance floor and with every
young man in the Voodoo joining them.
Now cuddled up in the bunk they carried on kissing knowing not much else
would happen mainly because this was all they wanted to do anyway. They
had had a great time and Royston was about to make the ending of it even
better.
"Theo, be honest, how many guys asked you to go for a walk on the beach?"
"A few........., maybe half a dozen, why?"
"You didn't go, why?"
"Because I'm in love with you and now know I always have been. If this
had been a year ago, you would not have seen me most of the night and
afterwards we would get back and have sex. Now I'm different, I have
stopped being my dad and all I'm doing, since I got some sense into my
head, is try to prove myself to you, no matter how long it takes. I love
you Royston, I fucking love you so much and only you will stop anything
permanent happening between us." Royston climbed on top of Theo and
kissed him for a long time. He then slid off and laid his head on Theo's
shoulder, both still wide awake. Neither of them spoke for ages.
"I love you more than I can ever prove, but I know I want to, no matter
how long it takes. Your stuck with me Theodore Harding, permanently."

Theodore Harding had hardly ever cried in his life, it was a sign of
weakness so his father had told him after yet another thrashing. He did
now though and could not be more happy. Royston felt the tears and put
his hand up to Theo's face and wiped them away. When the alarm clock went
off at 6am they were still in the same position.

A few thousand miles away from Mumbai, Jeremy O'Brian and David Hammond
were in a hotel where they had booked in for a couple of nights in
Southampton having a drink while they waited for two people to arrive,
they were Somali's and had "met" on line and had spoken for hours during
the O6's maiden voyage.  They were on two weeks leave having just got
back from the voyage to Halifax in Canada, then to Reykjavik in Iceland
and afterwards she would go onto Bergen in Norway before the return
voyage to Southampton. She would now stay in port for two weeks to
undergo a full inspection before she could sail again and at the same
time have water hoses installed and razor wire fixed to the hull because
the rumours had became fact and in four months time she would take over
the O1 route to Australia as she would be dry docked for a major
overhaul. The O6's crew would undergo training to combat pirate attacks
and also know that the Lady Jean Peterson would be escorting them and
every other ship sailing through pirate seas to protect them.

Jeremy and David stood up as the two men came in and shook hands. Thirty
four year old Dayib Umar and thirty year old Fahmi Yassin. They were
dressed in smart business suits, one had a laptop and the other a brief
case.  Both of them were about six foot, slim, fit and exceptionally good
looking.
"Nice to meet you guys at last," Jeremy said, "drink?" They ordered a
soft drink each and David went to the bar and came back with two sodas
and two more beers. "Cheers."

"Right we know what some of this is about and we could be interested,
but no bullshit, we have come down from London and don't what to go back
disappointed. You guarantee big money, how big?"
"Three quarters of a million dollars each and could be more so long as
there's no bull shit from you either." O'Brian replied.
"How much more?"
"That depends on what you come up with, there will be others to pay off
and I'm no charity. You have to come up with boats, crews and weapons
and come up with a place to take the two ships to and not have the "big
boys" trying to take over. Can you do that?"
"Two of them are family members anyway and so long as they get their cut,
no problem."
"If two of your family are already involved in piracy why aren't you
two?"
"We have our businesses in UK and none of yours. We will need money up
front as well because we will have to go there and get every thing we
will need, but that's where family will come in. What demand will you be
asking for?"
"$10 000 000."
"You wont get it."
"Two ships and 40 hostages including the bosses son? I think we will. The
owner is more than rich and he WILL pay believe me."
"Well, if he cant or wont there will be bodies for him to think about,
his son is the captain of that escort ship, right?"
"Yes and he is the one I want and his boyfriend who is the second
engineer, the rest are nothing."
"You say they are homosexual?" The two Somali's all ready knew they were,
they had looked the Jean up on YouTube and news video's like thousands of
others had.
"Yes."
"They are dead then, still when we get the money, who cares."
"Ok, tell us how you are going to take both ships."

The Jean slipped her moorings and followed the O5 out into the open sea
and headed south towards the Laccadive Sea. Four miles to the west of
them a "fishing" boat also began to move on a parallel course.
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