Page 35 of The Darkest Hour

Another explosion hit the boat, and the force of it threw us both to the other side of the room.

My ears rang.

Pissed, I scowled. “And is that your boss?”

Onyx was quicker to react, rolling to her feet and darting towards the window. “N-no. It can’t be.”

I bet it is.

She opened the curtain.

Getting to her side, I followed her gaze and saw another boat in the distance, its silhouette outlined by the flashes of gunfire aimed directly at us.

“Shit!” I cursed and got out of the way.

The boat rocked from the bullets, and there was no time to be enemies. All we could do was work together and try to survive.

Onyx didn’t waste any time. She grabbed a small bag from under the bed, slinging it over her shoulder. “We need to move. Now!”

I nodded, understanding the urgency in her tone.

The boat was under attack, and whoever was behind it had a lot of firepower.

I looked around for my clothes, scrambling towards the side where my pants had been discarded.

I quickly grabbed the pants and put them on as more bullets rained down on the boat. Then, I rushed to throw on my shoes. Once I had them on, I looked around for Onyx. She had already opened the cabin door and was peering out warily into the corridor that led to the deck.

I got behind her. “Give me a gun.”

“Never.”

“Your boss is trying to kill you—”

“We don’t know that—”

“Who else knew where your boat was in the ocean and what you had on it?”

She didn’t respond.

“Most people would rather kill the assassin and the target, than pay millions of dollars.” I frowned. “That is why I got out of the business.”

She sighed. “The guns are above us on the deck with my men.”

“Then, let’s get them.” Adrenaline surged through me as we both kicked into survival mode.

There was no time to think, only to act. The boat was being torn apart by the relentless barrage of bullets and explosions.

We dashed through the narrow hallway, the boat rocking violently beneath us.

Smoke filled the air, making it hard to see and breathe.

My heart pounded as we reached the deck, and were greeted with clear blue sky.

Before I could search for the guns, I noticed that the front of it was on fire. “Oh no! We have to get the fuck off of here! Forget the weapons. Where’s a boat?”

“There!” Onyx pointed to a smaller inflatable raft tied to the side of the boat. “We can use that to escape!”

Another explosion hit, and the boat tilted dangerously to one side.