A Company Man, by Lord C. Beckett.
It is most disconcerting to be unsure of one's own precise position in the world. I would have sworn that my men and I were aboard my vessel... But as I am a Company Man, I shall continue to server the interests of the Company. I can see that Jones and the pirates are locked in opposition, just as before. This must, therefore, be the battle for which I have been preparing. There is no other logical explanation, and thus I shall continue to follow my plan. The chest of Davy Jones shall be guarded with my solders' lives, if necessary. The Flying Dutchman will certainly destroy that ragtag pirate alliance soon enough. And the, once Sparrow is dead, and Jones is of no more use... Like the strings of the heart, unprofitable relationships are best severed. It's just good business.