Page 100 of Storm over the Caribbean
“Well then…” He clapped his hands. “Prove it! Cyclops!”
Nothing happened.
Behind the palisade, I frowned. What the heck was that supposed to—
Thump!
I stiffened.
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
Was that…an earthquake?
Thump!
THUMP!
No, it couldn’t be. Could it?
Through the narrow gap between two wooden poles, a gigantic foot came into view.
THUMP!
Footsteps. Those werebloody frigging footsteps!
Shifting desperately from side to side, I tried anything I could to get a better view of what was going on inside the camp. When I finally managed, I regretted it immediately.
He was huge. No, that wasn’t enough. Karim was huge. This man…he didn’t look like a man at all. He towered at least two heads above anyone else. His arms were thick as barrels, and he had legs like the trunks of hundred-year-old trees. His fists swung through the air like industrial hammers, and his face…
I swallowed.
Oh hell. The less said about that, the better.
Mostly, because there wasn’t much to say. He didn’t have much of a face left. Cuts, slashes and other scars were scatteredacross the ruins that had once been skin. A huge burn mark had devoured nearly a third of his head, including his left eye.
Well, at least I know where the name “Cyclops” came from.
“Gaptooth.” The voice was like two giant rocks grinding together. “Got some heads for me to crack?”
“Just one.” Then, the fat bastard on his barrel-throne raised his arm and pointed straight at Mr Rikkard Ambrose. I so very much wanted to choke the fatso as a smirk spread over his lard sack of a face, and he stared down at my husband on his knees in front of him. “Well? Still wanna prove that you can hold your own?”
My heart froze.
No. Oh heck, no!
Slowly, deliberately, Mr Rikkard Ambrose rose to his feet, meeting the beefy pirate’s gaze head-on.
“Prove how?”
“How else?” The pirate’s smirk turned vicious. Or at least more vicious than it had already been. With a gesture, the fat man sent one of his minions scurrying forward. Quickly, the man grabbed a stick and drew a rough circle in the sand, the purpose of which was quite obvious.
Thud!
Thud!
