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Benedict smiled again. “I believe the reward says…dead or alive.” A sword suddenly appeared in his hand, a whip-thin rapier as sinister and unfriendly looking as the man himself. With a quick darting movement like a snake, Benedict leaped around the barrel and thrust the point at Jack’s heart.

But Jack was already gone. In fact, he seemed to have vanished. Benedict blinked, looking around at the street full of battling pirates.

A whistle came from above him. Benedict looked up and saw Jack standing on the roof of one of the shanties. Diego and Carolina were climbing up the drainpipes to join him, kicking off agents that were trying to grab their feet.

Jack gave Benedict a cheery wave-salute. “Oh, too bad, Huntington. But believe me, this day will live in your memory forever—as the day you came this close to catching the famous Captain Jack Sparrow!” With a grin, he turned and leaped to the next roof. Diego and Carolina followed, jumping from rooftop to rooftop and disappearing down the street.

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Rising in the East, Chapter 12