Caribbean Shipwreck (Rising Tide Adventures Book 1) by Sal Bianchi

Author:Sal Bianchi [Bianchi, Sal]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-21T16:00:00+00:00

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“Shit,” I muttered as I looked around the small room a second time like Hannah would suddenly pop out of a closet or something, but there really wasn’t anywhere she could be hiding.

The room was some kind of sparse office with a small desk and a couple of shelves and filing cabinets. There was a window behind the desk, but the curtains were drawn across it, so I couldn’t tell what lay beyond.

Dylan helped Fiona down to the floor and took a look at her calf. From where I was, it looked like a bullet had punched straight through the meat of her calf. Dylan didn’t have a first aid kit on him, but he tore up his shirt and used it as a makeshift bandage, hopefully staunching some of the blood flow until we could find something better. Out in the hall, fists, boots, or whatever continued to rain down on the door, and a few bullets punched through it and the dresser, but we were tucked far enough off to the side to avoid them.

“Okay?” I asked Fiona.

She gave me a shaky thumbs-up and an approximation of a smile.

“She’ll live,” Dylan said, resting a hand on her shoulder. “She got lucky. It didn’t nick anything important.”

“Glad to hear it,” I said. “Now, how the hell are we going to get out of here?”

And rescue Hannah, but we couldn’t do that if we couldn’t get out of the room.

While Dylan continued to monitor Fiona, I moved over to the window and twitched the curtains back. I couldn’t see anything outside, given the dark of the night, but I shoved the window up and popped the screen out so I could poke my head out farther.

A gun cracked, and the bullet punched through the glass of the upper window mere inches above my head. I let out a cry and jerked my head back, stumbling and almost falling in my haste.

“Pierce?” Dylan asked sharply.

I made sure I was out of view of the window and put a hand to my thundering heart. “I’m fine,” I said. “They’ve got guns watching the window. There’s no way we can climb out.”

“Then what do we do?” Dylan wondered.

I looked across the room at the shuddering door and dresser, wondering how long they would last. Maybe we could turn the lights off so we wouldn’t be outlined as we climbed out the window, but would Fiona be able to manage it with her injured leg? I didn’t want any of us slipping and falling or getting shot on the way down, but I also didn’t see any other options. If we left through the door, we’d be in the same pickle as earlier, trapped in the kill chute hall with only so much ammo left to spare.

With a frown, I realized that the pounding on the door had tapered off, and the pirates were no longer trying to shoot through it. I frowned at Fiona and Dylan as silence filled the room, all the eerier after the harsh barrage, and then I ghosted closer to the door to listen.

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