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“It wasn’t so much a man but a ghastly fabrication of some sort of deranged circus carny dressed in a top hat, black tuxedo, and dark sunglasses. Cotton plugs protruded from his nose, and a smoldering cigar dangled from the corner of his mouth. Ashes were smeared across the black man’s face in such a way to suggest that he had no face at all, just a skull: this was the incarnate form of Baron Samedi.”

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“And you do what, exactly?” Pete asked again, expecting some grand revelation, like that life-altering moment had caused Brett to become a priest, join the Navy, or volunteer for the Peace Corps—something noble, honorable. “I’m a salvager,” Brett said matter-of-factly, smiling back at his audience. “That’s why Marissa calls me Captain.”

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“Above all else, there was the overpowering and invasive odor of brimstone. Captain Bartholomew Roberts and his band of sea wolves had created a microcosm of destruction that marred the panoramic Windward Passage seascape— they had literally created hell on earth.”