35: On Cleopatra's trail
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Quintin sat watching the harbor in semi disbelief, little more than two weeks ago a bum on the streets, now in Ireland, awaiting to board a cruise ship. It was Koos who phoned and told him if he wanted a shot at getting Cleopatra, this was it, he didn't tell Quintin how he knew, he just said that the ship will dock in Ireland, then make its way to America, and some where along the way Koos and his men will intercept the ship, and help take Cleopatra down.
For now, all Quintin had to do was stay low, and board the ship. Ezbar gave him some interesting reading material about the do's and dont's around a cruise ship, and already Quintin saw a few places he could use as traps if he ever needed to.
The deep horn alerted him of the arrival of the ship, it slowly entered the harbor, Quintin could see the small tugs aiding it along the way. He took his satellite phone and rang Koos up.
"The ship arrived"
"Good, remember Frikkie, don't engage, stay out of sight, as soon as that ship is well into international waters we'll gain with you and aid you"
"Understood" Quintin got up and left for the docks.
"The ship arrived!" Koos bellowed as he clung to the doorhandle of the Hilux when Piet swerved tires screaming into Saldanna harbor.
"We need something that can clock forty knots easy!" Frits yelled with his computer in front of him.
"How fast is Forty knots!?" Piet yelled as he parked with a sliding halt.
"Fast Piet! Just look for a boat that looks fast!" Koos yelled grabbing this bag out the back of the pickup.
"Tell that to the Ratel! It doesn't look fast but it is!" Piet yelled as both he and Frits grabbed their duffle bags as well.
"This is no time for bullshit Piet! Just look for a fast looking boat!" Naledi yelled as her bag slipped off her shoulder and she had to readjust it.
They stopped on the jetties and scanned.
"Over there!" Koos yelled pointing left. They all ran to a large yacht, Koos leapt in and climbed to the bridge, there an old captain turned to him stunned.
"Grandpa! How fast is this boat!?"
"Uhh, uhhh, bout twenty knots max!" He yelled quivering.
"Fok! It's too slow!"
"Over there! On the other side of the harbor!" Frits yelled, they ran to a very sleek and low designed yacht. Koos leapt in again and found a young man and a woman wearing a black cocktail dress, and she seemed late pregnant.
"How fast is this thing!?" He yelled but the young man rebelled.
"Who the f**k do you think you are coming into my boat and yelling demands prick!?"
Koos drew his pistol and leveled it to his face.
"Last chance boet!? How fast!!?"
"f**k! Ok! Uh bout forty five knots!"
"This is the one! All aboard!"
Piet came in and shoved the man aside, making him fall into the seat next to the woman "Sit frik, or I'll tare you a new asshole" He barked and started the engines.
"Unmoored! Ready to rock and roll!" Frits said as he came to join Piet and Koos. Another woman came in from the lower deck, Frits automatically had his pistol on her "Hands high sweet cheeks!"
The woman obeyed "Whats going on!?" She shrieked.
"Isn't it obvious? Were borrowing this boat" Frits said whipping his pistol left and right "Take a seat next to your friends over there"
The woman joined the other two on the couch.
"Get to open water Piet, then floor it!" Koos said.
"You f*****g pirates! Why are you doing this!?" The man yelled.
"None of your business frik! Now shut it and stay there!"
Just then Naledi came in but an awkward silence followed her, then an outburst.
"Naledi!? You f*****g b***h! I should have known!" The man yelled, Naledi on the other hand saw the set up and burst out with laughter.
***
Quintin was sure he didn't see Cleopatra on the main deck, or disembarking from the ship, so now standing on the gangway he looked up to the ship, it felt similar to looking at a cave, where he knew a very big wolf was hiding.
Quintin wanted to turn back, but he had to do this, it might be the only chance he gets to take her on. He took a deep breath 'just stick with the plan' he told himself and entered.
Inside the ship he checked with ship security then hastily made his way to his cabin, hoping he won't bump into her on his way down. He opened the cabin door, then scanned left and right once more before entering, safe!
There Quintin sat until the ship departed.
***
"You lot know each other?" Koos asked looking at their faces.
"Yes" Naledi said still laughing "The two with the black hair is Michael and Dianne, the one with the white hair I haven't met before, but she's also a werewolf"
"Naledi! You can't blabber those words so freely!" Dianne said.
"O chill out, these three men know everything"
"How?"
"I told them" Naledi mocked at first.
"You stupid b***h!"
"Hoi! Frikkie!" Koos said aiming his pistol at Michael "Call her a b***h again! I fokkin dare you!"
"Relax Koos, his words mean nothing to me, besides, I think you lot might have met before" Naledi said and Koos looked at her.
"When?"
"Maybe in Angola? Look at their eyes, it's a dead give away" She said, Koos looked at Michael and Dianne, their black hair and red eyes matched the wolves they saw during that fight against Naomi.
"Wait a minute, weren't you that huge fokkin black wolf next to Claire? That white one who licked us that night we fought Naomi?"
Michael remembered "f**k! I thought I saw you somewhere!"
"Oh so this is how you look as a human hey? A real fokkin piskriek!"
"Hey! What s**t are you talking! You can at least insult me in English asshole!"
"You're not worth the effort, you ain't so scary now aren't you piskriek?"
"You fucker! Remember! You don't have that monstrous helicopter this time fuckface!" Michael said jumping up, but Koos pressed a second pistol into his chest, one now aiming at his head, one at his heart "And you're not a werewolf anymore aren't you? In fact, I might even call you a pug, fokkin flatface!"
Michael felt the intensity, this Koos knew where to shoot, it took the wind out of Michael's sails instantly, he sat down.
"There's a good boy, too bad I don't have a treat for you" Koos mocked making Michael grind his teeth.
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