They’ve been back at sea 8 weeks when a warrant is issued for Jack’s arrest. Anne’s insulted the proclamation doesn’t name her. Former upstanding pirates of their acquaintance turn their hand to informing against them for a quick piece of silver. It doesn’t take long for them to be hunted down, for a broadside fired from a privateer’s sloop to destroy the aft sail, the boom and rigging falling to deck, ruining any hope they had of outrunning their fate.
Jack is tried, convicted, in short order, scheduled for execution. Anne readies herself. Time to be a fucking heroine again.