Dangerous Shores: Book Two; Hell or High Water by Christine Conaway

Author:Christine Conaway [Conaway, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-12-24T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

“Don’t you come any closer!” Ellen hollered and she hoped her voice didn’t reflect how afraid she really was. As near as she could tell there appeared to be three men in one boat and four in the other. No matter what methods she chose to use, or was forced to use, she absolutely couldn’t let these men on the Annie-C.

“Oh ladies…we have come to rescue you.” He twirled his finger at the other boat, signaling they were to go around to the other side. His boat was drifting in neutral about 100 feet off the port-stern. One of the men had an oar in his hands using it to keep them facing the Annie-C.

“What do we do? The other boat is coming up on the bow.”

“I see that. Hand me the shotgun and then keep an eye on it.”

“This is your last warning. You come any closer…” she felt it sounded like an empty threat so she jacked a shell into the chamber, knowing they would hear it and recognize the sound for what it was.

“Now lady, what do you want to do that for? We have plans for you…big plans.”

The fat guy, seemed to be the leader of the group because no one else had said a word. They had obviously been working together for a while as he guided his men with simple hand signals. The smaller of the two, about a 14-foot aluminum boat chugged around the bow, taking care to stay 100 feet or so away.

They seemed to be waiting for a signal from the larger johnboat. As dirty and greasy as all the men looked, Ellen didn’t want them even touching her boat let alone coming aboard. She could only imagine how bad they smelled.

“Time to show you I’m serious,” Ellen mumbled. Her shotgun, the Mossberg 410 came equipped with a pistol grip making it easier to shoot without it having to be on her shoulder. She aimed above the johnboat and pulled the trigger. She knew the force and power of the 410 loaded with double aught buckshot would do some damage had she aimed it at either the boat hull or the men.

At the sound of the shot the four men ducked as if they thought she had shot at them and not into the air. The man sitting by the motor bumped it into gear and they wheeled away out of reach of the shotgun.

The men must have found it funny that the lady had actually shot at them because she could hear them laughing mingled with words. “Hey ladies…we have your men. They are not coming back for you.”

“What are you talking about?” Ellen hollered back.

He thought he had her by his next words, “You must come with us. Your men have run away, you are not safe out here…alone.”

This whole conversation was beginning to sound like a bad B-movie. She didn’t know if his Spanish accent was fake or real, but the fat guy saying everything with a

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