The jail in Santa Lucia was not too crowded at least. That meant that each of the seven prisoners had his own cell.  Randy sat in his cell, totally miserable. He had not been allowed to shave in three days. The stubble on his chin itched. He might have some kind of rash from the insects and mold growing in the dank jail. He wore the rags that were left after he had escaped the sinking ship and swam to a nearby island. He had not gotten far as his shipmates and he were hunted like animals through the jungle of the tiny island they had found.<br/><br/>The Jailer came to the cell and held out the tray of what they called food here. "Come and get it mate. Ye will swing in the morning along with the rest of yer scurvy mates." All that was on the tray was a small loaf of moldy bread and a bowl of watery soup.<br/><br/>Randy was at the cell door in a moment and begged with the Jailer. "Please, I am not guilty of slaving, I am only a victim here. Blackthorn kept me as his slave! I should be freed!" he pleaded once more.<br/><br/>The jailer shrugged. "Not me place mate. sorry..." he turned away.<br/><br/>"Wait!! Can I get you to take a message to my friend at the Dancing Dolphin? It's urgent! A man has to see to his affairs before...you know...Please!!! I know it's not much, but if you go to her she will give you a gold in exchange for the information, I swear it!!" he was desperate and the jailer knew it.<br/><br/>The jailer scratched his chin, a gold was a gold and he needed it badly. "A'right...but if ye be lyin' I swear I will have yer last night here on yer knees ta me! Ye hear?" He glared at Randy.<br/><br/>"Aye, I will do as you ask, if she does not give you a gold. Please just find Maria Gonzales at the Dancing Dolphin and tell her I, Randy James, beg her to come and see him in the jail tonight. She won't pay you unless you give her the whole message!" his warm brown eyes pleaded with the jailer.<br/><br/>"Yeah..a'right...I will do it..." he turned then as Randy bowed his head and rested it on the bars of the cell.<br/><br/>------------------------<br/><br/>Maria was flabbergasted as the jailer told his message and held out his hand. "What? Randy? He is alive? Yes!! I will go to him, here is the gold piece he promised."<br/><br/>She went to the bartender and whispered in his ear. "I need to get someone out of jail, got anyone who can do it quietly and without a fuss?"<br/><br/>Pegleg Dan frowned, "Who is it this time, Maria? I thought you gave up on swabbies and thieves?"<br/><br/>Maria bit her lip. "It's Randy and he needs help. He is not a pirate, he is innocent!"<br/><br/>Dan rolled his eyes. "We shall see. Maybe Captain Morgan if he comes in. I dunno. I make no promises lass. Go and see him. Tell him we will try."<br/><br/>Maria grinned and kissed him, running off to the jail to see poor Randy.<br/><br/>