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“You’re okay with this? Do you have anything to say?”
Linda shrugged.
“What you’re saying is absurd. Plus, Faith has always been so dramatic. We’ve known her longer than you have.”
This stung a little. Kurse knew perhaps that they were her parents, so of course, they knew her better, but he had never seen her ever tell a lie.
One that he was able to catch her in, anyway.
Kurse looked around the room and noticed a glass case full of rope. It looked thick, like it was meant for docking, but it would have to do.
Kurse leapt in a single bound toward the case. The glass shattered upon impact. He grabbed the rope and went for Charles first, who was already screaming obscenities at him.
“I’m sorry,” Kurse said as he tied him up. “This is for your own good. I have to save Faith.”
Charles lay on the ground once he had been tied tightly and began inching around like a worm. Kurse approached Linda, who placed her drink down and sighed.
“Do what you have to do,” she said while sticking out her wrists.
Kurse thought that they both needed some therapy as he tied up Linda. He threw them both onto his shoulders and stowed them below deck with the engines, so he didn’t have to listen to Charles as he directed the helm.
It was much quieter when he returned to the top deck. He found the various buttons he needed to press and quickly went back outside to make sure the boat had been completely detached.
He returned to the helm and began driving the boat forward. He had a vague idea which direction John Savage was headed, so he aimed for that intently.
He tried to ignore the fact that he had further pissed off his fated mate’s parents. He wondered how Faith would take to the thought of her husband storing them under the deck of their own yacht.
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FAITH
Faith was exhausted from shaking her body. But it was no use, as the concrete managed to set upon her feet within five minutes. She required no explanation as to what was going to happen to her. She stopped struggling, telling herself that she could conserve her energy.
She would never give up, but the thought that Kurse had simply abandoned her made her want to give in. She was such a fool for loving someone like him, even if he was a demon. That didn’t matter anymore. She should have told him how she felt.
And where had he gone? Did he return to hell immediately? Why was he so sure that the Oracle wasn’t right? Why couldn’t he have waited for even a few more days for her to figure all of this out on her own?
Faith fantasized about Kurse leaping up onto the boat and biting the head off Savage, as well as Gideon’s Brood. She smiled at the thought of it but then returned to her pained expression.
Kurse wasn’t there, and he was likely not going to come back. She wished more than anything that he would. But she didn’t blame him for leaving at all—she had been devastatingly unkind to him. No wonder she was so able to drive men out of her life.
She was the fucking kryptonite to men. She dedicated herself to her work, and they all eventually gave up and left. Faith felt like she deserved it.
Her rumination was making her weaker, but she didn’t care.
Faith felt tears swelling in her eyes as John Savage watched her body give in.
“The real question now is, how will you die—will it be by drowning, by water pressure, or by sharks?” Savage said with a drink in his hand.
The men pulled her feet out of the containers and onto the deck. She continued to give them only dead weight, but that was merely out of exhaustion now.
Savage followed the men with her as they pulled her to the side of the deck.
“Have you ever heard of the USS Indianapolis? Probably not. But the internet is so full of wonders these days, you could find out anything you wanted.”
A man pushed her onto all fours and began untying her binds but then attaching metallic handcuffs. Faith thought they were harder to escape from underwater.
“It was the submarine that was tasked to deliver the bomb they dropped on Hiroshima,” Savaged continued his rant. “But instead, they were slammed with a torpedo. Anyway, many died upon impact, but almost 800 survived and swam out to sea.”
