The man had been showing overt hostility towards the crew for weeks, but Tom hadn’t truly believed that Laurence would go through with it. Apparently, Tom had given the passenger of the boat too much trust, for the vessel that he once called his was now sailing away.

“Thank you, gentlemen!” Laurence shouted with a rare smile on his face.

“You can’t just let him commandeer our ship, Captain.”

Tom looked at the man incredulously. Laurence had killed several members of the crew, injuring the very one that had just spoken up. “I would rather have you three alive than be on that boat. Believe me, I would have liked both, but that wasn’t an option.”

Harry scowled and muttered to his other two crew survivors, “What say we throw this so-called captain overboard.”

They nodded, and after a short scuffle, threw Tom over the edge of the small boat. The obtuse captain sank into the depths of the sea. The unfortunate Tom spent his last moments regretting every bit of trust that he had ever placed in anybody.