She pushed open the splintery wooden door, vowing to never again sleep in a room she couldn't lock. Karl followed her down the narrow corridor toward Bill's cabin, one arm under the boy's ribs to hold his feet off the floor.
Karl wasn't even breathing hard.
No one else seemed to be stirring in this part of the ship, and no light showed under Bill's door. Loretta looked at Karl, hoping he'd come to his senses.
If they just dropped this asshole over the side, no one would be the wiser. A good headwind would keep even the navigator from hearing Rullin scream. The boy's face was drawn up like a fist, but he wasn't making a sound.
Karl nodded. Loretta knocked on the door. This one was smooth dark wood polished to a bright shine.
After several seconds, heavy footsteps sounded through the ba
