The Flaming Wreck by E. Chris Ambrose

Author:E. Chris Ambrose
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: adventure book, thriller novel, travel adventure, Baja Mexico, British hero, pirates, shipwreck
Publisher: Rocinante
Published: 2024-02-06T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

As they stood waving off their new best buds, Flick muttered, "Who'd've thought he could shoot like that? I mean, we knew she's a vet, but him? He's like..." He wafted his hand and set his posture in some half-drunk imitation of British society. Or maybe gay? Who knew.

"Monty." Gator jerked his head, and Monty drew closer as the reception line dispersed. "What'd you figure? What branch?"

Monty blew out a breath. "She's gotta be some kind of spec ops, or maybe intelligence. I would've sworn Marine, from some of the stuff she's said. She knows some of the same people I do, the brass, the instructors at Annapolis, but the corps doesn't do that kind of work."

"Yeah, you're all above board and shit," Tyrone said. "She's been to Afghanistan, for sure. They have any lady snipers in the corps?"

"No way. Few enough women as it is, they give 'em mostly staff and PR gigs, anything to look good for the media." Monty picked up a stick and prodded at the embers, like he could conjure his lady back from the darkness. Gator couldn't figure if Monty was really falling for her, or just bummed out he hadn't gotten as far as he'd like.

"Shooter like that beside him, it's gonna be more trouble to work the list," Smitty pointed out. So apparently two nights of harmonizing with his target didn't phase Smitty at all. Given what he'd been accused of back in the service, Gator wasn't surprised. But he had more troubles than one.

Gator glanced around. "Where's Joe?"

Monty pointed with the flaming tip of the stick. A lone figure stood once again near the spine of rocks. Gator made a circle-up gesture, and started in that direction, nothing particular in mind, just walking the beach, what was left of it now the tide was in.

"Hey, Joe."

"Have you guys looked up?" Joe tipped his head way back, looking at the stars. "Wow. Like. Wow. I can see why he wants some pictures."

"He's like your new bestie, huh?" Gator asked.

"I mean, I like him. Not like in a homo way, just...he's cool. All that stuff he knows, how he talks to people." Joe shrugged.

"Yeah, he's cool. We're your crew, though, right?" Gator gestured to himself and the others, most of whom had come along, maybe sensing what Gator had in mind.

Joe cocked his head, swaying a little. He'd had a few bottles, too, and taken a swig of whatever Ty carried in his flask. "Yeah, Gator, of course you are." He grinned then, a wild expression, eyes kindling with the glow of the distant flame. "And when we find that wreck, we'll be like royalty."

"I like the sound of that," Tyrone said.

"Couple of times today, Joe, I got a little worried." Gator slipped an arm over the kid's shoulders. "Worried you'd maybe spill something to Rowe, something that should be kept between us."

"You mean like about the list?" Joe shook his head, his grin turning to a giggle. "I wouldn't, Gator, you can trust me.

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