"Can we stick to the original plan?" Yuan's brow furrowed. He just wanted to see Isabella as soon as possible.
Black Jack sighed in resignation. "I'm afraid not. If we can't find any trace of Henrik within three days, knowing her, she'll never let us get close..."
"First Officer! Boss Jack, Fir—" A figure suddenly leaped aboard.
"Shut up, Waleed!" Black Jack glared at the newcomer. "Didn't I tell you to go buy supplies? Why are you back already?"
"Something's happened!" Waleed shouted, holding up a newspaper. "It's Henrik! He was killed by some rookie!"
"Oh?"
"Henrik?"
Black Jack and Yuan exchanged a look. Black Jack took the newspaper, and they both leaned in to read.
"WAH HA HA HA! I can't believe that bastard Henrik finally got what was coming to him," Waleed said gleefully. "It says here the Red-haired Captain took out everyone on the *Storm Hunter* all by himself."
"A redhead... Marco?"
