Close to the Ironlake, a group of shady-looking people was rushing through the foliage. "Are you sure this is the way?" One of them cried looking at their leader.
"Are you doubting me? This business is going to make us rich!" Jack parrot replied with a smirk.
"It's not about getting rich, we don't like dealing with slaves." One of them cried.
Jack stopped and turned toward him. "Listen, I will explain one last time. We're not selling slaves, we're just taking off the job of delivering them." Jack waved his hands.
"We get the money, the slaves, set sail, and instead of delivering them, we set them free. Easy money." Jack smiled.
"But we're busted after one order!" Another man complained.
"That won't matter, sea trips take weeks to months. I bet we can fake several sails in our month stay here." Jack wasn't staying without business, and his first target is scamming was Ironlake lord. He heard the man was trading in slaves to bolster the mine's workforce.
