Chapter 9

                              CHAPTER 9

Very early in the next morning, Captain Casablanca woken up, ready to leave the hotel to board the ship. Captain expected his men to follow up all he had instructed them; that they must not work into the ship together as group, but in pairs. 

Captain Casablanca, Zealot and Adam left the hotel together at first, as others followed, few minutes later, till all were out of the hotel. They dressed like merchant men. After all the passengers had fully embarked on the ship, the ship engine revved, as the ship sailed, given out a departure sound. The journey to Britain began. 

‘Jones died like a good soldier.’ Captain Casablanca said. ‘We’ll think of what to do for his family when we get back to the ship.’ He said to Zealot and Adam who was sitting next to him.

On the second day, there was a hurricane on the sea, and it was as if everyone will die, as the heavy storm toasted the ship here and there for several times. The passengers on onboard where half dead, as the ship crew ran up and down to save the ship from capsizing, so that life and properties won’t get lost. Water had started surging into the deck, when Captain observed the storm could cause great damage to all life and properties onboard, he walked to the Captain of the ship, as the storm staggered his movement. ‘Captain, can I help you.’ Captain Casablanca said shouting as the wind blew away his words.

‘What?’ The Captain of the ship couldn’t hear him.  

Captain Casablanca shouted aloud, ‘I want to help you. Can I come?’ He gesticulated with his hand too. The Captain of the ship then got his message, and beckoned on him, to join him. The man looked at him, and handover the wheel to him, as water poured on them. Everyone onboard was all socked by the water. Captain Casablanca struggled with the wheel, as the wind fight out the wheel with him, while the other Captain, attended to some other things, to silence the ragging wind. 

After about one hour later the wind stopped, and the storm subsided, as the ship sailed on. Then the passengers onboard heaved a sigh of relief. The Captain of the ship walked to Captain Casablanca, tapping him on the should, and said, ‘Thank you.’

‘Don’t mention.’

‘You saved us, all. No. we all did it,’ Captain Casablanca agued.

‘Are you are navy?’ The ship Captain asked.

Captain Casablanca laughed, and said, ‘No. it was my father that taught me how to sail. I was only lucky today, man. That’s just it.’ They both laughed.

‘You’re very good. How I wish I could employ you to join my crew.’

‘Oh. What a great opportunity. I would I love it, but I am just a merchant man. I love merchant business than anything.’

‘That’s great. What do you merchandize on?’

‘Ivory’

‘Oh, Elephant  trunk?’

‘Yes.’

‘Are you going to Britain to sell your product or buy?’

‘We are going to Britain to sell them.’

‘How I wish I could become a merchant too, maybe when I retire from sailing.’

‘That will be good.’ Captain Casablanca finally said, and returned back to his base. After about a month of sailing, the ship finally arrived in Britain, as the passengers began to disembark from it. Adam stretched himself, and exhale, walking out of the ship. Few minutes later, he was eating a carrot.

‘Hey, man. How do you get that?’ Zealot asked.

‘I stole it.’ He answered.

‘What?’

‘I was hungry. Is that a sin?’ Adam asked. ‘You want a bite, too?’ Zealot wanted to hit him, but later changed his mind, and walked to meet Captain Casablanca. 

‘Captain, we’re now in Britain. What do we do next?’ Zealot looked at him, knowing they may be in for another shocker. 

‘Simple.’ He tapped him on the shoulder. ‘We’ll go to our different houses, and have a long rest.  And, to some of you that are not Briton, can go and rent a hotel.’ Zealot shook his head. 

‘Captain, you’re always full of surprises.’

‘That’s what makes me a Captain.’ He laughed. ‘I have to go and see my wife, after a long, long time.’

‘Me too.’ He smiled.

‘But first, you shall all dine in my house today, after then, you can return to your abode.’ Captain Casablanca said.

Captain Casablanca walked to a building after they all alighted from a wagon, knocked on a door. A woman responded from inside. ‘Who is that?’

‘It’s me, Casablanca.’

‘You, Casablanca? I must be dreaming,’ said the woman, as she opened the door.

‘Yes. No, you’re not dreaming. It’s me.’ The woman jumped on him, and kissed, not knowing she was been watched by the others, but when she knew she stopped, and smiled. They laughed.

He whispered to Captain’s hear, ‘Are they your men?’ Nodded in response, and she said, ‘Welcome home.’

‘Thank, Priscilla. It’s been a long while. Oh, am back at home. Everybody, meet my wife, Priscilla.’

‘Welcome everybody.’

‘Thank you, madam.’ The pirates gestured.

‘Come inside, all.’ Captain Casablanca said.

When Adam walked in, he went to meet Captain Casablanca, when he saw the interior of the house, and said, ‘Cap, your house is very beautiful, I like it. 

‘Thank you, Adam.’ 

 Adam walked across to where Priscilla was standing, ‘Em, em, madam. Is there anything in the kitchen to eat?’

‘You again, Adam?’  Zealot said, as everyone laughed.

‘Never worry yourself, boy there is enough for you to eat. Everybody feel at home,’ tapping him on the shoulder.

‘Thanks, Captain. The journey was a very tedious one, and it,’

‘Don’t worry. I understand you. What you’re trying to say is that the journey made get very hungry.’ Captain Casablanca nodded his head in jest, and others started laughing. ‘Gentlemen, this is my humble house. Refresh yourself before you leave to your house.’ He turned to his wife, Priscilla, ‘how long will it take you to cook for all this men?’

‘Just awhile, since I don’t know you’re coming home.’ 

‘No problem.’ Captain Casablanca said. ‘Make sure it doesn’t take that much time.’ He slapped her on the buttock.

‘Ouch! I saw that.’ Zealot, whispered.

‘Gentlemen, before the food is ready, let’s drink ourselves for the exploit we had.’ He walked one of his shelve, and brought some bottle of rum, and poured a drink into some cups giving it to them.

After they had all eaten, Captain Casablanca said to them, ‘men, bring all what’s in your custody down here.’ After they had all deposited it, he said, ‘I will give you some of the treasure, so you can give them to your wife, and family when you get back.’

‘Yes, Captain.’ The pirates cheered.

He distributed it among them, and instructed them to be back with him in three days. ‘You will be unlucky if you don’t arrive here in three days time. I hope you all heard me?’

‘Yes, Captain.’ They said, and began to leave the room, going to their different houses, Zealot was about leaving too, when Captain Casablanca him aback, ‘Zealot, we’ll have to meet here tomorrow to look for a boat.’ He said, whispering, making sure the others are not hearing him, nor his wife.

‘Captain why not in two days time?’ He queried. 

‘No.’

‘Why not? You know we just arrived home.’

‘I know. You know to get a boat may not be that easy as you think. Zealot, make use of your senses. Think.’

‘Okay, Captain.’ He walked away to the door, ‘Good bye, Captain.’

‘Good bye, Zealot.’ Captain Casablanca closed the door, and heaved a heavy sigh. ‘Sweat home.’ Priscilla walked down to him from the staircase. She had been watching them all along.  ‘Come here.’ He said to her, and packed off the treasure from sight, into a sack, ‘I missed you so dearly.’

‘Me too. How long will you stay around?’ Priscilla asked, looking into his eyes, and drawn her closer to himself, kissing her, ‘don’t worry yourself about that for now, baby. Let’s go inside and dig it hard.’ He ticked her, carrying her into a bedroom.

‘I’m ready for you.’ She laughed.

‘Oh, let’s do it. Do you remember the last time we had sex?’ 

‘It’s been long, since you’re not around. Now that am around, I will give you good doses.’ 

‘You mean it?’

‘Yes.’ 

He laid Priscilla on the bed, as they started kissing. The body temperature increased. Captain Casablanca began to unbutton the woman’s blouse, taking his hand round his breasts, fumbling with it; then takes his mouth, to the teeth of the breast, sucking it gradually, as Priscilla body vibrated with high velocity, ready to lose out the whole boom from inside of her. She was speaking sensually, sounding gibberishes, ready let out the whole strength, as Captain entered into her, and mounted severally. 

‘Oh, oh!’ Then ease out, and began to smile.

Zealot walked down to his house, confused whether to go or not, not knowing what he might meet, then he knocked a door.

‘Who’s that?’ asked a woman with a strong voice. 

‘It’s me, Zealot. Open the door.’ A woman opened the door, and stood by the way, and when Zealot was about to enter the woman slapped him. ‘You’re crazy man. You’ve away from home since.’ She was about slapping him again when Zealot grasped her by the hand, and pressed her to the wall, and started kissing her. The woman was enjoying it, when suddenly, a boy shouted, ‘It’s daddy,’ all the children ran out, and started to jump on him.

‘Oh. Oh. You boys are now big.’ He said, laughing.

‘Welcome, daddy.’ They greeted.

‘Thank you everybody. I brought something good for all of you.’

‘You mean it, daddy.’ Mack asked. He was the youngest of all the children. Zealot had about five boys.

‘Yes. I meant it, Mack.’ He laughed, and looked at the woman as she was studying the boys, as they talk to their father.

‘Show it to us daddy,’ Ben said. He was the most senior of the children. Then the woman interrupted, ‘Okay boys, unless you take your bath, nobody will be given anything. Now match to the bathroom.’

The boys grunted, ‘Oh, mama.’

Ben turned back and said, ‘don’t run away dad.’

‘No, Ben, I’m not running away. You will all meet me here.’