I left Rachel to finish off in the bathroom knowing she would be at least another half an hour getting herself ready. I always left her in peace to do...what ever she had to do in there; we both liked it that way.Rain rattled on the windows of our top floor apartment that looked out over the sea. Another gloomy Bank Holiday! Rain had cut the visibility down to just a mile or so as I pondered what the day had in store. Rachel and I had a table booked at a good restaurant but not being convincing. It don't make no never mind ta me. I guess that now I'm here, I might as well load 'im on the buckboard an' take 'im back ta my parlor. He kin die there as easy as he kin here. I'd be much obliged ifen ya'd give me a hand gittin' 'im loaded in." Shore thing, y'all grab his hands, an' I'll take his feet. Even though he's conscious, his backbone was cut by a bullet, soz he's gonna be pretty limp. But I don't care ifen we hurt him a might, the bastard deserves it."They had something of a struggle,. Apparently no one had told him Will was going to be sleeping in the Captain’s bunk.“It’s been a while since I had to practice my escape artistry. I guess I should brush up before we leave.” Will’s chagrined look graduated all the way to worry.“Couldnae hurt,” the Captain said from ahead of them.“Oh no, not you,” the wiry redheaded man in the green sequined coat said loudly as he twisted his way through the crowd to stop the crew of the Kestrel at the inner doorway where they were checking their. "At least I think I do. He's saying that if we look at this from a purely capitalist viewpoint – $750,000 in profits is better than $75,000 – we're only proving what everyone knows. If you have a lot of money it is easy to make a lot more money. But if we go in small, with a budget that is not only realistic to us but others in the business, we will affect change sooner."Shelly and Sarah's eyes narrowed and they nodded."Long-term it is better to turn a smaller profit now and prove it can be.