Page 90 of Risky Desires


Font Size:  

It had fallen from the sky, but I’d thought that once already, and it had proved me wrong.

I followed her past the hut, and when she sprinted onto the bridge, she released an agonized cry.

“Fucking hell!” She squeezed her temples like her brain was going to explode.

The benches were ripped to shreds, and the front windshield had disintegrated into a million tiny pieces that covered everything. Every piece of equipment was destroyed.

“The life jackets, Indy!” I gripped her wrist. “Where are they?”

Her expression twisted into despair as she yanked away shattered chunks of a cupboard door and pulled out a life jacket.

She held it up, and my brain nearly imploded. The jacket was full of bullet holes.

She dropped the jacket and yanked out another one. It was worse than the first.

“What do we do?” Fear sharpened her question into a blade that cut straight to my soul. She darted her gaze out the shattered windshield. “We’re in the middle of nowhere. Without lifejackets, we won’t last long out there.”

Another blast erupted from the opposite end of the boat, and the floor shuddered beneath our feet.

The fucking fire wasn’t waiting for us to make our next move.

Indiana clutched the bench. Her eyes filled with absolute terror. “We’re going to die.”

“Listen to me.” I gripped her shoulders. “We’re going to live. I promise you that.”

She squinted at me. “I bet you’ve said that before.”

I did a double-take. It was like she’d reached into my mind and stolen a fucked-up memory from the moment that nearly ended my life.

“Yes,” I growled, “and I’m still here, aren’t I?”

She didn’t need to know that the kid I’d promised that to didn’t make it through that gunfight.

“Come on.” I yanked her out of the bridge.

Ash fell around us, and at the back of the boat, flames leaped into the evening sky.

Rhino released a shuddering groan as if furious over the flaming attack, and the floor tilted below us.

“Fuck!” I yelled. “We’re sinking.”

“No. No. No!” Indiana cried.

A buzzing noise cut through the cacophony, and I snapped my gaze out to the ocean. A tiny red dot wobbled in the air against the darkening backdrop. A spray of bullets slammed into the railings, casting sparks into the air like mini fireworks.

“Run!” I screamed. “Into the hut!”

Pumping my arms and legs, I chased after Indiana as she streaked ahead of me. The fucking wetsuit was like a straitjacket, and the boots were like cannon balls on my feet.

The bullets thumped into the deck behind me, wild and erratic.

Maybe I’d ruined its sights. The drone dipped wildly, then darted upward like the person controlling it had keeled over backward.

Smoke stung my eyes, and the heat contained in the wetsuit smothered me. Rhino jolted beneath us like the hull had been hit with an undetonated torpedo. Indiana stumbled but pushed off the wall, then darted into the hut.

With every step, I fought for a plan. We had to get off Rhino but jumping into the ocean made us sitting ducks for that fucking drone.

But Rhino is sinking. We’re out of options.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like