Jan's POV
“Yaroslava?!” I shouted into the phone again. “s**t! Mat, when will we be in position?” I shouted to one of my sleuths, but he just shook his head.
I threw the phone aside. It fell to the deck and traveled some more, stopping at the scientist's foot. He picked up the phone and looked at me reproachfully.
What about me? I'm keeping my cool. At least I'm trying. But the longer we sailed, the more nervous I became.
It had been an hour since she'd called. Still, that bastard had taken the girl pretty far from shore overnight. It looked like Rinat had been at the helm of the boat, and no
