Rescue Or Recovery?
PT.13
Kitty, now so exhausted, had drifted off to sleep. Feeling the slight rocking of the boat, it had lulled her off to slumber. She needed to give into this even if just for a few minutes. Her eyes felt like lead balloons.
Just as she was enjoying the restful quiet and rocking, suddenly came the loud sound of heavy footsteps and yelling.
"Carter? Kassick? Where are you two?"
As the two men surfaced, "What's got you so riled?"
"Change in plans." Shaw yelled out. "Get this bucket ready to ship out."
"What? Where we going?" Carter asked.
"Doesn't matter anywhere. We need to dispose of her, and fast."
"What's the rush, Shaw?"
"Don't ask questions. I give the orders here. You're being paid well. Just follow orders! She can't be found."
"Found? Found by who? Lemp don't even know you have her and as long as you're pulling the stringsā¦"
"Lemp's not the problem. It's that Dillon."
Kitty could now hear everything they were saying. "Oh, Cowboy? Could it be? Are you coming? Are you here and looking for me?" Exhaling and smiling, a small tear trickled down her cheek.
"Let's get this thing moving. Kassick turned and headed for the engine room to give the boat captain Shaw's orders.
As he walked away, "Kassick, tell that captain when he gets out far enough to DUMP HER!"
Surprised at his comment, "Dump her?" Kassick repeated.
"Yes. Tie her up and DUMP HER!"
TBC
