White Hot
““What’s happening?” she cried, pulling it against her chest like a recovered football.
“Fuck!” Clint growled, and ducked down, spinning away from the window. His face was etched with a volatile mix of fury, disbelief, and a powerful emotion she’d never seen before.
“Clint, you’re scaring me.”
His eyes clashed with hers. The look in them scared her even more. “They blew it up,” he gritted out.
Her lips parted. She tried to sense the feel of an explosion somewhere on board…but nothing had changed.... “Blew what up?” she asked in confusion.
“The cutter.”
“What?”
“Well, the cutter’s bridge. Obviously one antitank rocket isn’t enough to blow up a ship of that size. But taking out the wheelhouse—”
“Sends a hell of a message,” she completed, stunned that the hijackers would up the stakes this high. She stared at him. The question was, who was the message meant for?
He swiped a hand across his mouth, then muttered, “Shit,” and jumped up once again to look through the window.MoreLess
“Fuck!” Clint growled, and ducked down, spinning away from the window. His face was etched with a volatile mix of fury, disbelief, and a powerful emotion she’d never seen before.
“Clint, you’re scaring me.”
His eyes clashed with hers. The look in them scared her even more. “They blew it up,” he gritted out.
Her lips parted. She tried to sense the feel of an explosion somewhere on board…but nothing had changed.... “Blew what up?” she asked in confusion.
“The cutter.”
“What?”
“Well, the cutter’s bridge. Obviously one antitank rocket isn’t enough to blow up a ship of that size. But taking out the wheelhouse—”
“Sends a hell of a message,” she completed, stunned that the hijackers would up the stakes this high. She stared at him. The question was, who was the message meant for?
He swiped a hand across his mouth, then muttered, “Shit,” and jumped up once again to look through the window.MoreLess
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