Those massive windows,” he rasped, his voice icy, “aren’t bulletproof.

Hannah’s gaze drifted to the transparent sheet separating them from the endless ocean, a canvas splashed with the dying embers of sunset.

“This is a cruise liner,” she scoffed, “not your boss’s fortified villa.

Why on earth would it need impenetrable glass?”

Her lighthearted response met with a stony silence.

Winston, with a glint of steel in his eyes, continued, “Wealthy businessmen swarm this ship, yes, but there are shadows too, gangsters slithering amongst the guests.

Had we not embarked in Newfort, their numbers would be thicker than barnacles on a galleon.

He turned on her, his voice a razor whisper.

“Can you cheat death if a single shot finds its mark in the dead of night, unprepared?”

Hannah, chilled by his grim pronouncement, scrutinized him.

“Is this your first voyage on this ship?”

“The people of the Queen Elizabeth have invited the boss before, but he’s never actually allowed any of us aboard,” Winston explained.

“I’m only here because I have permission to escort you.

of action, cut through

take me to the one I seek

course,” his voice softened, the

on the first

you there,” Winston said, glancing at

took the elevator down to the first floor, intent on finishing what they came to

different drama unfolded

a different floor, Caleb, a shadow of worry clinging to him,

“Mr.

Mitchell,” he hissed.

not to go out! As predicted, the male guests

bead of sweat rolled

will take another seven days before the ship docks

I’m afraid I

clung to Bryson’s face like a shroud, blood

lodger, kept the

he rasped, voice a dry whisper, “is a

docks, it’ll be the end for us

and frail as he asked, “What’s the movement of

of calm, flickered with

men comb it like hungry

Every exit is guarded.

Bryson nodded.

“I know.

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