NovelEnglish“Don’t go,” she said.
Another raging wave struck the boat. Debbie was almost thrown out of her chair. She grabbed the chair as tightly as she could. Her hands hurt.
Carlos approached the wheelhouse quickly. But he couldn’t get the door open. Someone had locked it.
Just then, a furtive man wearing a straw hat made his way to the stern stealthily and closed the door to the cabin.
Debbie saw him and shouted, “Carlos, that man is Locking the door!”
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Carlos shot over there to stop the man, but it was too Late. The door was locked.
Debbie turned to look at the other end. Luckily, the bow door was stilt open.
“Carlos, that way!”
Hearing her, he rushed over to Debbie and took her towards the front door of the cabin.
They got there quickly, but the man with a straw hat had been just as quick, trying to lock this door as well. He didn’t know who he was facing. Carlos kicked the man hard and sent him sprawling onto the deck. The man rolled on the deck in pain, covering his chest with both hands. His straw hat flew away.
Huge waves kept hammering the boat. The water inside the cabin had reached her thigh.
Carlos took her into his arms and said, “Don’t be afraid. I’1L find something you can hold onto in the water. If things get too dicey, I want you to jump overboard. Look. Two o’clock. There’s a small island over there. Swim that way.”
“Okay. Let’s do it together.” Debbie felt death was holding her hand now. Horror got hold of her. She clutched his hand and didn’t want to let go again.
Carlos looked at her affectionately and kissed her hard on the Lips.
“For luck,” he said.
Her eyes brimmed with tears. Even death would make her happy if she could die with Carlos. But that would leave their daughter an orphan, and she couldn’t bear that thought.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey walked quickly out of the cabin. Normally, there would be life preservers, hooks, and ropes on both sides of a boat, but those items were missing. Carlos was certain that this was sabotage.
Who was the target? Who knew? Carlos, or Debbie…maybe even both of them.
Carlos wasn’t able to find anything to help them on the boat. He looked at Debbie and said, “Hope you swim well. We need to make for that island.”
“Got it.”
She forced herself to smile for him.
“Carlos, if we survive this, could you please dig up sdirt on James?” That old fox had been careful these days. Debbie hadn’t been able to find anything to use against him.
It didn’t matter if Carlos got his memory back or not. Debbie was determined to make James pay for what he did.
Carlos gripped her hand with an unfathomable smile.
“What do I get out of it?” he asked.
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