"The yacht's engine ignites as the captain attempts an emergency departure with Bisma still trapped on board."
Bisma stood firm on the vibrating teak deck of the luxury yacht as the heavy vessel surged away from the marina slip. The cold morning air whipped across his face, carrying the sharp scent of burnt diesel and churning lake water.
"The captain locked the helm controls from the inside," Viktor shouted over the deafening roar of the twin engines, standing near the battered cabin door. "We are cut off from the primary steering mechanism!"
"He made a fatal mistake," Bisma replied calmly, his eyes narrowing as he stared at the reinforced glass of the bridge door. "He thinks trapping us on board gives him the advantage."
Viktor raised his heavy combat boot and delivered a powerf
