American Op by Roger Weston

Author:Roger Weston [Weston, Roger]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Weston Publishing Enterprise
Published: 2018-02-26T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

An hour later

Returning from the airport, Stuart walked out on the fisherman’s pier to the tugboat. There had been people around last time, but now there was nobody around other than over at the beach. The door into the galley was slightly open. This didn’t surprise him. He remembered that Chuck had closed it, but the captain should have arrived by now. Stuart had called him while driving Chuck to the airport. He thought it must be the captain who left the door open. This was good because Stuart needed to talk to him and give him instructions. He could also make some calls from here and then return to the airport. He walked up the gangplank.

Opening the tugboat’s galley door, he stepped inside. It was dim with the lights off, but he could see a shattered ceramic mug on the floor and spilled coffee. A chair was knocked over, one of its wooden legs broken

“Hello…” he said. “Hello…”

Nobody answered.

“Is anyone here?”

Still no answer.

Stuart walked to the cabin and tossed his bag onto the berth, but then he heard something.

It sounded like a thumping sound down below.

He stopped in his tracks. “Hello…”

Silence. All he could hear was the passing of a distant motor boat.

Thump.

There it was again. From down below.

Pulling his gun, he left the cabin and slowly descended the stairs down into the engine room. Nobody was around. He walked to the door leading forward. He pushed it open and aimed his gun into the forward cabin. That’s exactly what it was. The old forecastle had been transformed into a cabin. The décor was the least of his concerns.

A body lay on the floor. It was gagged, tied, and bleeding. Then the man moved.

Keeping his gun handy, Stuart kneeled down by him and pulled off the gag. His eye had been severely damaged. It looked horrific. His head was bleeding from a blunt-force wound.

“Captain Ortega,” he said.

“Watch out.” His voice was weak. “He’s a demon.”

“Who is? Who are you talking about?”

“He was looking for Brandt. Might … come back.”

“I’m gonna get help.”

“I’m … I was stabbed.”

Stuart pulled up his shirt. “Hold on.”

The captain raised his hand. “Watch out. He’s…vicious.” Then his hand fell. He shuttered and went limp.

Stuart checked his pulse. The captain was dead.

Stuart closed his eyelids. He wiped a tear from his own eye. Then he lifted his pistol.

He decided that he could not wait here. He would call in a recovery team for the captain, but Stuart had to try and help Brandt. If he failed, the bodies were going to number in the thousands.

He would get a new E.T.A. from his teams and then return to the San Pedro Airport.

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