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ƬƠƬƛԼԼƳ ƇƠƊЄƤЄƝƊЄƝƬ ƑԼƖƝƬ ([personal profile] katabasis) wrote2017-06-08 06:07 pm

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"Was there a change to trade routes that I'm not presently aware of? Some shift in scheduling perhaps? Or are the ships now sailing light on load these days?" Eleanore scanned over the list of goods from the last prize and found it sadly lacking anything of true value. She gestured with the pages in her hand. "Anything that might explain why Captain Flint, the man I've decided to stake my reputation and backing on is now bringing me less than a quarter of what he used to?"

She dropped the list to the crate beside her and folded her arms. She'd requested this meeting with Flint in the warehouse where she could speak to him without the worry of his reputation being at risk. But she needed to know, she had to know what was going on, stories would need to be clear and maintained or the very backbone of the power structure of trade in Nassau could be at risk.

She'd put her trust in Flint, and perhaps at one time that was out of spite for another captain, but he'd proven himself time and again. The man could be ruthless but he was always efficient. He knew how the navy and free traders operated as well as anyone. Only that knowledge was no longer serving either of their interests and she needed to know why.

If Flint had lost his steel or could no longer be the man she needed to bring in goods she'd need to find someone else. She wanted him to give her a reason to keep her faith in him, she was offering him this chance to do just that.