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Remy blinked his eyes open to see blue sky above him. He sat up, wincing as his equilibrium shifted.
Ava!
Remy scanned the area, realizing he was on the carrier deck. The armed crew was at the rail, watching the burning boat grow smaller and smaller as the ship sailed away.
Acid burned in Remy’s throat, rising like the smoke polluting the cloudless sky.
This was his fault. He should’ve known they wouldn’t leave a boat floating around for evidence. He only prayed that Ava was able to call for rescue. Unless she was still hiding. God, she might not even know the boat was ablaze.
Remy wanted to shout a warning, but even that wouldn’t do any good at this distance. The boat was so far away it looked like a flame on a candle.
He saw the explosion before he heard it. The sky lit in oran
