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“Fine, but I do not want to see her with an engraved set of throwing knives,” I told Fox.
“I make no promises. We’ll see how good she is first.” He winked at me, and I instantly regretted my decision, but time was of the essence, and I needed to get something rigged up with IRIS before we all landed in the hands of the cartels.
I had no other choice but to follow IRIS and hope Fox didn’t get her killed. We ran down the steps and headed for the door to what I hoped was where they were storing the guns. IRIS was already cranking the handle and pulling it open by the time I reached him. He stepped back and stared at what laid inside.
“Holy shit,” he whispered. “It’s like a wet dream.”
“You have wet dreams about explosives?” I asked, running a hand over my jaw. “Holy crap, we’re going to die out here.”
“Well, you didn’t die with the shark.”
“Yeah, but the shark was Fox. Unless you tell me Fox is really hiding under all these explosives, I’m gonna go with we’re all gonna die.”
He slapped me on the shoulder as he walked inside. “It’s gonna be good. I got this.”
“You’re sure?”
“Like eighty-five percent sure.”
“Why does everyone always do that?” I asked, rushing in after him, careful not to touch anything. “Don’t give me percentages unless I ask for them.”
“I thought you were a numbers guy,” he said, staring at me a little baffled.
“Normally, but this is not something I want numbers on. Unless you tell me that you need ten sticks of dynamite.”
“I could actually use that right now.” He popped up and looked over the room. “Ah, right over there beside you. Make yourself useful and grab me some.”
Normally, I was all over the dangerous shit, but I was on edge with Sarah on board. I felt like any move I made would get her killed. “Maybe this is a bad idea. Maybe we should try something else.”
He stared at me, his face twisted in confusion. “If you didn’t come down here to help, then why are you here?”
“To make sure you didn’t blow us up!” I shouted, then winced, hoping my yelling didn’t set anything off.
“And how would you know? Honestly, have you ever tried to dismantle a bomb?”
“No, but—”
“In fact, the only time that you’ve actually done anything with an explosive was when you accidentally pulled the wire from Sarah’s vest!” he shouted.
“Hey, that turned out to be for the best.”
“I could have handled it. I’m ninety-eight percent sure about that!”
I threw my hands up in the air, spinning away from him. “Oh, well, I’m so glad you only had two fucking percent doubt!”
“Hey!” IKE yelled, rushing into the room. “Are you gonna do something down here, or are we just going to let the cartel take over and kill us?”
“Two minutes,” IRIS shouted.
“You’ve had three and all you did was argue!” He grabbed a dynamite stick, pulled a lighter from his pocket, and held the flame up.
“What are you doing?” I shouted.
“Taking care of business.”
I glanced at IRIS in slow motion, then took off for the stairs as I saw IKE hold the flame closer to the fuse. The length of the fuse would give us enough time to get off the boat if we were lucky. I raced up the stairs, my face a look of pure horror as I grabbed Sarah and raced for the edge of the boat.
“Jump!” I shouted, grabbing her in my arms as I dove overboard.
