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Born: AD 1636
Birthplace: Tortuga
Motto: Pirates get lots o' booty
Favorite Song to Hunt by: The Way You
Move by Outkast
Current Location: Columbus, MS
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I've
been wanting to write Rafael's story for awhile. What can I say? I have
a thing for pirates and Rafael was definitely the king of them. Now
it's making me want to write Jean-Luc's story really badly.
BTW, I used to live in
Columbus, MS. My middle son was born there at the Golden Triangle
Hospital.
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Rafael
(Rah-fay-el)
Rafael was born the son of a pirate and
a freed slave. He grew up on board his father's ship and learned piracy
at the knee of some of the most famous pirates in history. He was the
youngest member of the Brethren of the Coast. He followed in his
father's footsteps until the day his father was murdered.
Rafael vowed
vengeance and went after the pirates who were responsible. One by one,
he made them pay. Or at least he thought. Once his vendetta was
settled, he decided he would retire with the love of his life so that
they could enjoy his riches and raise the children he wanted to have.
It was on their wedding night that one of the pirates he'd thought was
dead returned to exact his own revenge.
And that is what
brought him into the service of Artemis.
Rafael makes his
first appearance in Sins of the Night:
Almost as if in
answer to her question, the front door opened.
A tall, good-looking African-American male came out of the house. His
hair was shaved to leave his head bald so as to show off the intricate
scroll work that was tattooed up the back of his neck, to the crown of
his head. Rafael Santiago wore his signature long black leather coat,
black pleated pants and a skin tight black knit shirt that showed off
every tiny detail of his ripped eight pack.
Gorgeous and deadly, the man was the epitome of the word tough. As a
human, he’d been known to cut the throat of anyone dumb enough to look
at him too long. He let no one get away with anything. His only motto
in life was do unto others before they did it to you.
But for all his bluster and razor-quick quips, she knew him for a
sweetheart. Those he considered his friends, he would kill to protect,
and he was loyal to a fault.
He wore a pair of dark sunglasses that completely obscured most of his
face, but Danger knew the former pirate captain well. He’d been living
happily over in Columbus for the last sixty-six years.
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