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Third guy suddenly remembers an urgent appointment in the ocean.

Then I storm into the cabin where she’s being detained.

“Sigma Security,” I growl.

“Bad day to be stu⁠—”

And stop.

The cabin is empty.

No mastermind.

No evil kidnapper.

Just Jade.

Sitting in the captain's chair.

Arms folded.

Looking annoyed.

Actually annoyed.

“What the hell are you doing?” she demands.

I stare.

“I just rescued you.”

“No, you didn't!”

“Yes, I did!”

“You didn’t!”

“I did!”

She throws her hands in the air.

“Oh my God! I had it handled.”

I blink.

She blinks.

Then she points dramatically toward the now-empty deck.

“Those men worked for Viktor!”

“Who the hell is Viktor?”

Her eyes go dreamy.

“Viktor Sokolov.”

Oh.