'They owe debts.' William's words echoed in my mind, as well as his cold as he looked at this place. It made me wonder what history there was between each of the crew members and this place. If any.
I looked back to the old man, with questioning eyes, cautiously studying him, noticing how stiff his pose was, and how the scowl on his face deepened, the longer he looked at the nasty place. Biting my tongue to prevent me from asking, and winced at the pain.
William turned his dark blue eyes on me, and I knew in that one look, that look of calm in the midst of a storm. He raised a brow as I hissed at the sharp pain, before letting out a chuckle, not even glancing back at the port.
