Tainted Treasure (China Marine) by Harcus Buzz

Author:Harcus, Buzz [Harcus, Buzz]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: First Edition - Wolfenden
Published: 2011-06-28T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 24

Repulsing a Second Attack

Osa spent a nightmarish night in bed tossing and turning, and crying bitter tears, tears that would not stop. Yet, sometime during the darkness of night her exhausted body surrendered and she fell asleep. Daylight was breaking across the horizon filtering into her cabin window when she awoke. Her first thoughts were of Harry and her Uncle. Gone! Unbelievable!

The storm the other night had raged on endlessly. She recalled having awoken in Harry’s bunk wondering why he hadn’t returned. Now she knew the awful truth. In her heart she knew the two couldn’t possibly survive, as ferocious as the storm was. They had to have drowned.

The tears began again. Wearily she rolled over and sat on the edge of her bed wiping at her eyes. She caught a glimpse of herself in her dresser mirror. Her face was blotchy from crying, eyes puffy. As she stared at her reflection, she became aware her features were hardening; she had to remain strong. That’s what Harry would want of her.

A vision of Bert suddenly popped into her mind. How she wished she had a gun so she could kill him! He was a monster! There was no doubt that she’d have to be on guard against him from now on. Harry had warned her that one day she might have to fight for her life. Yes, Bert would be the one she had to guard against.

Pointing at her reflection in the mirror, she said, “Be strong for Harry.” Her reflection slowly nodded yes. Yes, she would be strong.

A gasp escaped her at the tangled mass of hair also reflected back at her in the mirror. It was a mess! She had no will to fuss with it. Yet, with a movement borne of years of routine hair care, she ran a comb through it, adjusted a curl, glanced at the mirror again, and shrugged. It would have to do for today. She didn’t care anymore.

Life was empty now. This day, Saturday, and every day from now on would be nothing without Harry, absolutely meaningless. Her core body was hollow inside; there was no will to go on.

Somewhat randomly she picked out an outfit to wear, then covered herself with a white chef’s coat. It was almost six A.M., time to head up to the galley. She took one last look in the mirror; she didn’t like her appearance, but what was there to dress up for?

And what would be the fate of herself and Sigmund, she wondered? Would they be thrown overboard too? And the rest of the crew? What about them? She shuddered, how could those four beasts be so inhuman?

She unlocked her door and let herself out of the cabin ready to go to the galley, nearly tripping over Sigmund, who lay sleeping across her doorstep.

“Sigmund,” she whispered in her native language, kneeling down beside him, shaking him, “what are you doing here?”

Suddenly awake, a sleepy-eyed Sigmund scrambled to his feet, embarrassed at her finding him asleep like that.

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