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“Mmhmm,” he nods. He’s not interested in what I have to say. “They weren’t expecting two of us.”
He pauses for a bit. The information being tossed back and forth in his mind. Finally he nods slowly. “Well it is my receiver from one of my yachts. I imagine they were expecting one person because only one GPS was activated.”
“You know that’s not why they’re nervous.”
But Luca shakes his head. “They know who I am. You should know who I am too,” he says.
“I know who you are,” I say. “But that’s not it. The boy is nervous. The captain is nervous, too. Why can’t you see it?”
Luca leans down, he flashes a quick glance at the captain, who is staring at us. He smiles at me. Leans closer. “I’m only doing this because he’s watching me,” he says about the captain. “But I have lived this life longer than you. I have done things. I haveseenthings. And I’ve met plenty of nervous men like this.” He pulls away. “But the fact remains that no one could’ve known we were there other than those who can read the specific GPS signal,”
“And who can read them?” I ask.
“What did I say about questions?” he snaps. “Go back to the cabin.”
I stare at him for a moment, still shocked by him dismissing me. Then I nod slowly. Am I being crazy? Is he being stupid? Are we both doomed? But obviously there’s more here than I can know. I still think I’m right though. I can feel it.
I sit back down in the cabin. The boy and the captain are talking. But the captain utters something, his lips barely moving, and he smacks the boy over the back of his head. I turn away as he looks. Even though there's glass there, it feels like I’ve intruded. I settle into my seat, my body is like ice.
I can hear the boy shuffling through a cabinet on the other side. A heavy door slams and soon he comes through the door, sitting nervously in front of me.
Luca is watching us out on the back of the boat. His arms are still folded. The boy licks his lips and then turns away slightly. The engine whine decreases slightly. Then it turns off completely. The captain sighs and takes a packet of cigarettes off the dashboard. He opens the door, smiles at me, then heads through to the back with Luca.
“The boat is a bit hot,” he says, jerking with his shirt collar. “She needs a bit of time to cool off.”
“Fine, you’ve got fifteen minutes.” Luca licks his lips.
“Perfect,” the captain says. He offers a cigarette to Luca. He shakes his head and I see the captain’s hands shaking as he knocks a cigarette out and lights it. The flame of his lighter shows the amount of sweat on his face too. He takes a hat from his back pocket and pulls it low over his head. “Wind’s get a bit strong here before hurricane season. This old girl battles through though.” He kicks the side board of the hull. “Strong as a goat.”
Luca grunts but doesn’t say anything. He’s staring at me. The captain drags on his cigarette. Then nods to himself, like he’s made a decision. He looks back at us in the cabin. At the boy. Then he smiles at me and turns back to Luca. “You and your girl partying?”
Luca stares at him, not saying a thing. “Smoke your cigarette then start the boat. If your engine blows I’ll buy you a new one and sink this shit heap.”
The captain laughs awkwardly. “Okay, deal.”
He takes a long and final drag from his cigarette. He turns from Luca and flicks the butt out into the water. As he’s walking he reaches up to take his hat off, while with his other hand he reaches behind his waistband. His shirt pulls up and he grips agun.
He’s whipping it out as I scream.
But the gun never gets pulled out fully. Luca bashes the man with a metal bar. The boy next to me spasms and his legs kick out. Luca lunges for the falling man, who’s still clutching his gun. The boy finds his legs and stands, heading to the back door, his arm rising.
A shot is fired.
The boy falls to his knees and crumples backwards. Blood is blossoming from his chest as the gun clatters from his hands to the floor.
A second shot rings out and the captain falls forward, clutching his stomach.
Luca stands holding the gun in his hands.
My heart is racing and my body is shaking like mad. But Luca doesn’t look at the two dead bodies he’s just created. He looks at me with wild eyes. “How did you know they were going to kill us?” he snaps.
I want to answer him, I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. I just keep gasping for breath, looking at the dead boy. Looking at the gun he’d been drawing on Luca.
The captain and the boy are dead.
Luca grunts and begins going through the clothes of the captain. He searches pockets and only finds one thing. He comes through to me and places a black box of matches on the table.
“As far as I’m aware, Russos have never made matches.” He heads past me into the captain’s front room. The engine starts and the whine returns. We jolt forward and continue on.
