Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
I quickly looked around for something that could get me out to that yacht. Everything was huge and slow, meant for luxury sailing.
How could so many people have this much fucking money and no taste for adventure?
The longer it took to find something that could get me to that yacht quickly, the more frantic I was becoming. I was ten seconds from diving into that icy water and swimming when I saw a giant lime-green monstrosity. The lime green boat had yellow eyes and jagged teeth painted on the front, and across the side were the words the beast.
It was huge, gaudy, and would stick out like a sore thumb. But it would fucking move.
It looked like another fucking tourist trap that was put away for the season, probably only at the harbor to be cleaned or serviced.
It would have to do.
I looked around to make sure no one was watching me, and aside from a little five-year-old kid hanging onto his mom’s arm while she spoke to somebody else, no one gave a damn.
I pressed my fingers to my lips to tell the kid to be quiet as I snuck down to the boardwalk next to the beast and quickly unhooked it from the pier.
Then it only took me a few minutes to hotwire the speedboat, and I was in business.
The twin jet engines were extremely loud, but as I got to the helm and started maneuvering the boat out of its resting spot, no one really even looked over. Just the same kid was watching. The mom did look over once and shoot me a dirty look as she let go of the child’s hands and covered her ears.
Really, was there no security?
Did rich New Yorkers just think people didn’t have the audacity to steal boats, or that they were somehow above common theft?
Had they never seen a pirate movie?
I was going to use their ignorance to my advantage.
I pushed the engine as hard as I could until I was about a hundred yards out, and then I cut it completely. If the assailants knew that I was coming, I would lose my edge. I used the momentum from the engine and carefully maneuvered the beast to coast alongside the edge of the yacht.
The closest I could get was six feet away. That would have to be enough.
As carefully and quietly as I could, I stood on the edge of the beast, balancing with the waves as I waited for the boat to line up with the ladder on the side of the yacht.
I could hear the assailants screaming on the deck.
Some nonsense about big oil destroying the planet for everybody, blah blah blah, hug a tree, blah blah blah.
They may have had a point, but their point no longer mattered the second they put my girl in danger.
Once Charlotte was in the crosshairs, they were dead men.
I didn’t give a fuck what they wanted.
The only thing I wanted was to see their life drain from their eyes. And that was the thing about me. I usually got whatever the fuck I wanted. I took it by force if I had to. This would be no exception.
As soon as the ladder was lined up enough, I jumped, caught the first rung, and my fingers slipped.
I managed to catch myself on the sides of the ladder using my feet to stop my descent. Thankfully, my clumsy moment was relatively silent, and no one looked over the side of the ship. I carefully climbed up and went to the lowest deck I could access. It was the main deck, but it was empty.
That was perfect. I could hear the people above me, all held on the smaller sun deck. It was smart, since it was a smaller area with fewer places people could hide.
Too bad it wouldn’t be enough to save them.
Hunter was still bleeding out below, so that was where I needed to go.
Once I got him at least stable, then I would take his weapons as well as mine, sneak around the ship, and start taking motherfuckers out.
Hunter was easy enough to find. I just found the first stairway down, and when I got to the bottom level, he was the only soul I saw.
He had managed to move himself, so he was leaning against a doorway, the trail of blood telling me exactly how far he had managed to crawl before giving up. It wasn’t very far, but I suppose with two gunshot wounds, it was somewhat impressive.
Without a word, I ripped off the pieces of his shirt that covered his wounds and started assessing the damage.
“You know, out of all the people aboard this ship, I was pretty sure I wasn’t on the list of people you wanted to get naked,” Hunter said.
“You are definitely not on that list. Sadly, you are on the list of people on the ship that I don’t want to die, so shut the fuck up while I figure out what to do with you.”