Chapter 23
Jean
As I speed toward Cara’s last location, the boiling in my blood simmers down to the steady heat of focused determination. I’m going to get there in time. I’m going to sneak aboard, neutralize any crew Richard has brought, and rescue Cara.
And then I’ll worry about feeding Richard to the f*****g sharks.
Back in the Corps, I learned a lot about how to balance determination against fear. In this case, I’m fighting back a terrible, creeping series of what-ifs that chew at my nerves. What if I don’t get there in time? What if I’m out-gunned? What if he does something to her?
I decide to keep busy to stave off my worries. As I speed to intercept the craft she’s on, I do a quick inventory of the gear Enrique stowed in the locking compartment below decks. Four flare guns, one
