The Last Man Standing: The Surgeon and The Mechanic by Clark T.C

Author:Clark, T.C.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Invisible Writer's Press
Published: 2019-06-07T16:00:00+00:00

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Rhea was most definitely one hundred percent in Hell. She examined her memories closely to find another word that came close to describing her time on this boat and found nothing. It was hot, cramped, and smelly all at the same time.

They still had hours to go before they made land, and if Yuuto asked her one more time if she was okay, she would slit his throat. In the back of her mind, she knew she was overreacting, but right now, at this moment, she didn’t give a shit about that.

At least her morning sickness had faded somewhat. Although that could be because she had nothing else left to heave. She was empty. Yuuto had alternated between worrying and planning. He was doing his best to keep up a calm front, but a person’s eyes couldn’t lie.

Frank had taken the room at the front of the boat with the crew. He’d done that intentionally to learn more about the situation in Cuba. There was no better intel gathered than that from a local. She was glad that both of her partners had their heads in the game, while she struggled to keep hers out of a toilet.

“How do you feel?” Yuuto asked from the doorway. He’d checked on her twice now in the same hour. She didn’t have access to a mirror, but she must look like hell. He handed her another cup of tea.

He’d spent the morning trying to create the perfect concoction to soothe her stomach. The promethazine had helped, but she couldn’t take too much of it. She accepted the cup with a grim smile. The last one had tasted like dirt with a hint of grass.

She sipped it and was pleasantly surprised when the taste of lemon and honey hit her tongue. “This is actually good,” she said.

“I’m glad. This was my last shot with teas. They don’t have much in their kitchen, and I had to clean everything twice before I was comfortable using it.” Yuuto sat down on the edge of the bed. He watched her finish the tea in silence. It was an easy, comfortable quiet.

He took her cup when she was done and placed it on the metal side table. Rhea relaxed back against the bed and took a deep breath. Hopefully, this special concoction would do the trick.

“How long before we get there?” she asked. She was proud of Yuuto when he didn’t roll his eyes. She’d asked him this same question five times. She knew it was annoying, but she couldn’t help it. She hated this boat. At least Yuuto was keeping her secluded.

Yuuto wanted to keep the rest of the crew away from her. He didn’t trust the group of men running the ship. She didn’t blame him. She’d briefly seen the disheveled crew when they’d been smuggled aboard. They definitely looked like a ban of menacing pirates. Luckily, she knew just what to do when threatened.

“We have at least four more hours. We have to enter Cuba at a specific port at a particular time.

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