“I think that is too harsh. We need to use something a little less invasive,” Dr. Randy said.
Jet’s heart leapt into her throat. I’m not letting those bastards hurt me again!
I’m not letting those bastards hurt me again!She went back to her cabin and found a small backpack that she had been using to hide protein bars, water bottles, and other supplies. She grabbed it, added her remaining clothes, and left the cabin. Nobody was visible in the cabin. Had the Sultan given his crew the night off?
Had the Sultan given his crew the night off?She made her way to the deck. The cool breeze against her face was refreshing. Jet put on a sweater. She could see that the boat was still docked. She made her way down. The marina was unlike any other. It looked industrial. Several large, metal container
