Phoo Fang, captain of the Shanghai junk Fum Fum, knew things were bad and getting worse. She’d hidden her ship behind an island and was sitting in shallow water, but it was only a matter of time before they found her. The group of ships she’d been sailing with had fled when the pirates had struck and were more than likely gone, leaving her isolated. And worse, her crew were murmuring about joining the pirates and giving up the ship. Phoo had kept the crew in line so far, but it wouldn’t last.
She watched the sun, waiting for dark.
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