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Two down.
The deck was low-lit by running lights sprinkled through the main floor, betraying every step I made with a shadow. It didn’t matter if the dew buried the moon. We couldn’t all remain unseen for much longer.
I steadied my breathing. In, out, and in again as a rolling chill spread. Not for fear. For excitement. For the high of steel in my hand as I picked and screwed my silencer to its place. For the knowledge that the risk had grown and the job would be messy, bloody.
Arlo and Ilias were quick, meeting me to the rooted spot I’d stayed.
I motioned toward the floor lights that would alert our positions. A change no one was expecting by the age of the boat.
We all stared down, waiting for my command.
I turned to our surroundings, to the scattered boats with no lights and the ones that blared music. We were out in the open, exposed, and suspended in time. But there was no time.
Damned if we stayed, damned if we moved.
Rana caught up, and soon Sergio and Mimmo would too if we didn’tmove.
I nodded to my right, and Ilias and Casper took position.
I nodded to my left, and Arlo and Rana took position.
Guns drawn, waiting.
I nodded forward.
All four went, and I followed Ilias.
Our steps weren’t quiet. There were too many at once, and when we made it halfway onto the boat, two quick pops were fired.
Three. Four downand an organized chaos followed.
Shouts from inside the boat rang, and the motor kicked in gear.
My body swayed with the momentum, and I steadied my footing while two of my own ran to the bodies on the floor. The rest of us sped inside to stop the vessel from taking off, straight into the sounds of commotion.
Clank.
The yacht powered down and everything went pitch black.
I ducked down, waiting for the fire to start and the screams to echo. I couldn’t see past my hands and my eyes fluttered to adapt to the dark.
“Lucca?” the earpiece sounded with Arlo’s voice.
“Hmm.”
“One is coming to your right.”
I closed my eyes and listened carefully. With my arm stretched and my finger on the trigger, I heard him clearly. His next footfall, his last.
I shot, hitting my target and bathing in blood splatter. He’d been too close.
Five down.
“Clear.” A flashlight flickered inside the cabin, and Ilias stood by the entrance door. “Anyone else should be down that door.”
With the new lighting, I peered down at the body on the wooden floor. I nudged it with my foot for any movement, but as blood pooled out from his chest, there was no coming back.
I shot him once more and wiped my face.
