Chapter 6
“Hands to boarding stations. Hands to boarding stations.” The call rang out through the speakers.
“Bugger.” I took a sip from my freshly made coffee then dumped the rest down the sink.
“They could have waited until after we finished out break,” George said.
“No rest for the wicked, hey?”
“You must have been very naughty.” George winked.
I had but never again. I’d do everything by the book from here on.
George poured his coffee down the sink as well and we went up on deck.
It was our turn to join the boarding party so we both put on Kevlar vests. The boat we were approaching looked like a fishing vessel, but you can never be too careful. They may not hobble about on wooden legs with parrots on their shoulders but there are still pirates on the high seas.
The two rigid inf
