Chapter Ten
In the Ocean
Tim really didn't like this plan. Sure, there weren't many other options open to them at this point, but that didn't mean he had to like this choice.
Arby kept an eye out the small window of the door as Kelly and Tim searched the room they were in. Kelly managed finally to find something that she thought would do: a small knife. The knife would have been virtually useless in a fight, but for their purposes, it would serve just fine. Arby continued to watch the door as Kelly slipped the kife into the rubber calking of small window in the room.
It took several torturous minutes but they finally managed to cut away all the calking. Kelly let Tim take over. He jamed the knife between the window pane and the metal frame. Working methodically, he managed to pull the wndow pane out, setting it gently down on the couch.
Kelly climbed out first. THe window faced the rear of the ship. There was a few feet of deck then the railing. Kelly turned, helping TIm out.
Arby followed shortly and the trio crept silently towards the railing. Kelly kicked off her heels and made to swing one leg over the railing when a shout went up.
"Shit," Tim swore. He and Arby met eyes even as Kelly paused. Without further ado, they lifted Kelly, protesting, and threw her over the side of the ship into the chilly waters below.
Kelly hit the surface and sunk below. She surfaced, spluttering. She heard the call on the boat to turn. She looked around, before stroking confidently away, towards what she hoped was an island.
The coldness of the water seeped at her strength, but she continued, knowing she had no chance to out swim a boat. Sure enough, mere minutes later, the boat was nearly on her again. She stroked away from it again but they had put down a life boat and were rowing towards her. The life boat had an outboard motor on it.
Kelly's plan crystalized in an instant.
She stroked again, but slower, as if she were too tired for more. THe boat crept up on her. Kelly suddenly spun and grabbed the side, pulling it down hard, so the boat capsized. THe two men fell out with cries of alarm.
Kelly waited for a moment then shoved the rim of the boat again, letting it right itself. With minimal difficulty, she hauled herself into the boat. She gave herself a moment to recover, her wet dress clinging to her.
FInally she got to her knees and climbed down the boat and to the motor.
Putting her hand on the motor, she paused as her name reached her ears. She looked up at the ship, scared yet vaguely certain of what she would see.
Arby stood, a tall fellow pointing his gun at him. Tim was being held by another man and was struggling violently.
Arby met her eyes, trying to plead her not to come back. Kelly felt her heart leap into her throat. She had already lost one person she loved. She wouldn't lose another.
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