Tyrell’s eyes flashed in fury. He was about to tell her that all he had wanted to do was stop her from making the biggest mistake of her life, but he fell asleep because he had been exhausted from being at the hospital with his grandmother. He had no intentions of joining her on her quest! He had enough troubles of his own.
The impact of the wave, and the sudden jerk of the sailboat beneath him, had caught him by surprise. His hand, wet from the rain, had slipped from the grip he had on the handgrip attached to the console. One minute he was next to Makayla, the next he was airborne.
His body twisted wildly before hitting the hard surface behind the cockpit. The collision knocked the breath from his lungs and he felt his body sliding toward the black water.
He had grabbed the thin cable
