Page 84 of An Epic Voyage

While he was distracted, she slammed the heel of her hand into his nose, breaking it.She barely rolled out of the way as blood poured.Then she sprang to her feet and looked for the gun.It was over by the sliding doors leading to the deck.She dove for it and grunted when he landed on top of her.

“I’m going to kill you.”

“You’re welcome to try.”

She smashed the back of her head into his already broken nose, causing him to howl in pain.It wasn’t easy crawling out from under his crushing weight, but she did and scrambled for the gun.When she turned, he was charging at her again, his face a bloody, mangled mess.She waited until he was close and then side-stepped.His momentum carried him onto the balcony, and his bulk took him over the railing with a high-pitched scream.

Indy sprang forward to watch as he hit the water below.His head popped up once as he gasped for air and flailed, but he went under again and didn’t resurface.With all that blood, it wouldn’t be long before ocean predators arrived.

Indigo inhaled deeply to calm her racing heart.They’d made a lot of noise during the struggle, but with the others on the opposite side of the yacht, they must not have been able to hear.She felt sympathy for Gordon’s family, if he had one, but it was either her or him.Plus, she hadn’t killed him.He done it to himself.

She would need to clean up the blood and herself.He’d dripped all over her.Thankfully, most of the mess was contained to the rug he’d used to jerk her off her feet.She rolled it up and tossed it over the side.Man, she was doing a lot of ocean littering.She’d have to volunteer at a shore clean-up when she got home to make up for it.

Chapter Twenty-Five

It took Griffin onlya few minutes to pop the lock on his handcuffs.After snapping off the flex cuffs like Indigo had when he’d put them on her, he went to work on the shackles around his legs.

“Are you still with me, Jordy?”

“Yeah.”

His voice sounded defeated.Griffin didn’t have time to placate him.He needed to get loose, see if he could disarm the bomb, locate the nuke, and find Indigo, not necessarily in that order.Worry for her ate at his gut.Yes, she could handle herself, but she was probably chained up and at Van Houten’s mercy.That would hinder her abilities significantly.

He forced the thoughts aside and focused on his task.He knew Jinger’s corpse would start to smell come morning.He hoped to break them out long before that happened.

“Griffin?”

“Yes?”

“Are we going to die?”

The lock around Griffin’s feet sprang open.“No, Jordy.We’re not.”

He removed the chains and scooted over to Jordy.“Hold out your hands.”

Picking the lock went much faster when it was someone else’s.Once Jordy was free, Griffin helped him stand.He was still green around the gills and shaking, but he firmed his spine.