The instant my hands are unbound, I give a soothing rub to my wrists, thankful for proper circulation to begin again.“We need to find Zero.”
“He’s –most likely– not here.”
“How do you know that?”
“Last thing I remember was him on the dock, not the boat, and some chick in the background approaching.”
“Some chick?”
“Yeah.Didn’t exactly getthe bestlook at her before Huff, The Magic Goon got a little too fresh for my liking-
“He’ll pay for that.”
“-but she kind of looked like she could be related to Prince Douchebag.”
“His twin.”
“Likely.”
“We need to get to Zero,” immediately escapes, panic spiking all over again.“We need to get off this boat, find him, and save him from her.”
“Has it ever occurred to you that maybeheis trying to figure out how to find and saveus?”
“He can’t don’t that.”
My lack of reluctance to argue shifts her brow to the ceiling, “Maybe he can do a lot more shit than you care to give him credit for because you’re scared if you do then he won’t need you anymore.And if he doesn’t need you then that meanswanting youhas to be enough which is fucking terrifying to you becausewantingis something someone can stop at any time requiring you put power in someone else’s hands whileneedingkeeps it in yours.”
My cracked mouth remains paralyzed.
“IbelieveLittle One is a lot more capable than you’re comfortable with soI’m gonnaoperate under the guisehe istrying torescue usmeaning we need to find a way to communicate our whereabouts as well find a safe place to barricade while we wait once the message has been delivered.”One hand falls to her hip.“I’m thinking we secure a radio, find the signal for the Coast Guard, send our SOS, and hide out in the kitchen.They typically haveoneaccess point on these types of vessels and a shit ton of things we can use as weapons or turn them into MacGyver style.”
“Appropriate reference.”
“Thank you for being ancient enough to understand it.”
“Fuck you.”
“Fuck you.”
Disregarding the ugly truth about the other portion of her statement is harder than expected yet something I manage to push through.“We could just procure weapons from any of the security we come across.”
“Wecould, but guns are loud and will alert anyone and everyone to our whereabouts in a matter of seconds.”
“True…” escapes just above a whisper.“Quiet and methodical will be best.”
“Glad you agree, Counselor.”She flashes another smug smirk and waves her tiny weapon towards my face.“Now, find something to defend yourself with.Shit’s about to get a little rough.”
Chapter 23
Salay
I’ve never killed a pirate before.
Tussled?
Tangled?
Third based?
