I met them, the brats, the younger one seemed to have a potential for sailing, she seems to love adventure and the sea she’d make a wonderful ship’s maid, she’ll make it interesting, at least a little longer. The older one, Maya, is a different matter, she is just the opposite, she couldn’t get her feet wet if her life depended on it… I’ll be glad to be rid of her. The old man is much the same as Maya, the perfect innocent by-stander for my little plan. This is going to be easier than I thought.
