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Sunday morning, Tyler had decided to see what support groups on Tortuga were like.

He didn't find any.

He did find a bunch of pirates, and he was grinning rather wildly as he opened his office. Pirates knew how to live and how to fight, and pirate wenches, well, that was a story all its own.

Touching the tender spot on his ear from which a heavy gold hoop now dangled, he ran his tongue over a bloody spot on one lip as he settled in to plan his lesson for the week.

His office door was open.

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