CHAPTER 15
“HOW? HOW THE hell do we get out of here?” Leo asked, panic in his voice.
“Emergency escape hatch.” I pointed at the ceiling. “Lift me up.”
I wanted to avoid screaming “intruder” by using the ladder if possible, and Leo lifted me like I weighed nothing. Guess he still had some of that strength left. I cracked the hatch open and peered through the gap—all was still, so I opened it fully and hauled myself out.
“Come on.”
I reached down for Leo, but he took a running jump and pulled himself through. Nice.
I flipped the hatch shut, tugged Leo into a crouch behind a sun lounger, and took stock of the situation. Raised voices came from the stern, first Raul’s, then the high-pitched screech of a woman.
Maybe we could wait it out?
Then both of them were eclipsed by Vadim’s boomi
