The helicopter's rotors thundered overhead as Alex made his split-second decision. With Sonia unconscious in his arms and armed operatives swarming the sinking yacht, he locked eyes with James across the debris-strewn deck.
"Port side! Now!" Alex shouted.
Understanding flashed between the brothers. Without hesitation, James laid down covering fire while Alex held Sonia tightly, the silver key still clutched in his palm. They moved as one toward the port gunwale, where the yacht listed dangerously.
"On three," Alex called out.
Both men plunged into the dark Mediterranean waters, the cold shock momentarily paralyzing them. Alex kicked hard, keeping Sonia's face above water while the yacht's bulk temporarily shielded them from view.
They surfaced briefly in the yacht's shadow, then swam
