squinted against the sun, focused on the tall, dark-haired man on deck. Or, more specifically, on the weapon he was settling on his bulky shoulder.
He cut the engines and turned to Shannon. “We’re going to have to swim.”
She balked. “What? Why?”
He understood her resistance. She’d already spent too much time in the water, and now he was asking her to dive right back in. He understood, but he didn’t have time to argue with her or explain.
Instead, he snagged the backpack with one arm, Shannon with the other, and jumped.
They hit the water only a heartbeat before the boat exploded.
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