Salazar’s eyes flared. “Kill him!”
The sea was a churning grave beneath the Esperanza , a Spanish galleon that had no business being this far north. But its captain, a man named Salazar, had long since stopped caring about business. He cared only for the scent of English gunpowder and the sight of a red coat sinking beneath the waves. pirates of the caribbean: dead men tell no tales redcoat
They surged forward. Ashworth struck the flint. A single spark dropped into the oil. Salazar’s eyes flared