“You better leave those with me, mate, just in case cook brings her food by. I’m sure the captain won’t want her to be going hungry just ‘cause you decided to take the keys with you.” Rat said. He frowned at the comment about his face. “Shut up. She had no right to do that. A lady shouldn’t know how to punch that hard, she’s trouble. Mark my words, she’s trouble. Captain should be rid of her.” He gave a decisive nod. If Pete didn’t give him the keys he’d find a way to break in. The girl’s time was slowly ticking away. He’d have his revenge one way or another. 

Elissa frowned as she heard Pete talking to Rat outside. This couldn’t be good. She barely knew the man and already knew his name suited him. If he opened the door she would make a run for it. Gathering the hairpins she went to the door and began trying to pick the lock, knowing that they wouldn’t hear her while they were busy talking. She cursed when the first pin broke.