CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
I leaned over the hole and down the full ten feet to the dirt floor. Beams held up the ceiling and the flames in the lanterns precariously flickered. “So, if we manage to get through this tunnel alive, how are we going to get onto a pirate ship?”
Luca slipped up to my side and looked into the hole. “If it’s anchored in the port then there’s a chance we can swim to it.”
I winced. “I, um, don’t swim very well” A familiar look slipped into his eyes, and I frowned at him, “and I’m not staying on shore while you go alone, even if I have to do a tough-love swimming lesson.”
He gave me a gentle smile. “I can see why the Fates decided to join us.”
I blinked at him. “Why?”
“Because you’re as stubborn as I am. Now then,” He stretched out his arms to me, “shall we?”
