'So we 've been made, ' is the first thing I say to Robin when I meet back up with her.

She blinks slowly at me from behind her glasses before sighing and pushing them up onto her head. 'Of course we have. While you were gone I took the liberty of finding our quickest and least likely to fail escape route. What were you two talking about? '

I shrug. 'He was prying me for info about the crew, so instead I pried everything we need to know out him. ' Robin 's face falls into a sly smile. 'The Merry is at Dock 88, and our gold is nearby. '

She chuckles and flips a couple pages in the book she has open to a map. 'Is that so? I 'd put our bets on it being here, ' she says, pointing to a place on the map. There 's a sudden influx of footsteps as the Marines that were stationed watching us leave the room. 'Seems the boys are making their move, ' she comments.