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For a second, she thought he might do as she asked until Bruiser One smacked him on the shoulder.
“You drive.I’ll watch the prisoners.”
Indy didn’t know the men, but her impression of Bruiser One was that he was cruel and sadistic.The other two might be immoral, but they didn’t seem quite as evil.
When Two moved to the driver’s seat, One leaned forward and smashed his gun into Griffin’s face, causing his head to snap back violently.
Indy’s gasp was real.“Why did you do that?”
“Oops.I tripped.Coincidentally, I’ve been wanting to do that to pretty boy here since he was hired.I knew he was a bad seed.”
Griffin spat out blood and touched his bound hands against his split lip, his eyes shooting daggers at Bruiser One.Indy was about to break the cuffs, confiscate his weapon, and shoot him when the others returned.The man Van Houten called Garcia carried the padded case holding the nuke.They didn’t have the laptop.
Indy hoped they would be able to go back and retrieve it before Van Houten had a chance to sell the country’s military secrets, putting thousands of soldiers’ lives in jeopardy.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Griffin’s jaw throbbedfrom Gordon’s sucker punch.It took everything in him not to retaliate.If not for the gun pointed at Indigo, he might’ve taken his chances.
“This pistol is awesome, Dean,” Gordon declared.“Think I’ll keep this beauty for myself.”
Go right ahead, dumbass.It was another serious crime to add to his growing list, right along with assaulting a federal agent, and, oh yeah, treason.
Whit Zisk started the engine, and the boat purred to life.Griffin and Indigo were sitting on the deck with both Gordon and Garcia keeping an eye on them.Zisk kicked it into gear, and as they picked up speed, they bounced up and down from still-turbulent storm waters.His ass would be bruised.
They headed north from the tunnel.Gordon reached into a pocket and withdrew Griffin and Indigo’s cell phones.He promptly tossed them into the ocean.He really was a dumbass.If he thought Griffin was up to nefarious activity, he’d have culled information from it.
Griffin wondered if they would meet up with the yacht but nixed the thought.There were too many people on board.Van Houten wouldn’t want so many eyes around to witness his corruption.The nuke was out of the safe but not the laptop.His meeting with Jabari Abdullahi must still be happening.
Having Garcia, Gordon, and Zisk with him when he retrieved the nuclear weapon meant they were complicit in the crimes.Plural.They obviously knew about the safe loaded with ill-gotten goods.They would go down with their traitorous boss.Griffin wasn’t surprised.If Van Houten were caught, he’d likely throw one of the others under the proverbial bus.
Griffin’s thoughts turned to Indigo.He knew she could take care of herself, but he had an overwhelming urge to protect her.She was sniffling and crying in what he knew was an act.She was undoubtedly plotting their escape.He’d never met a woman who needed less protection, but it didn’t change his feelings.If something happened to her, he wasn’t sure what he would do.Killing the bastard who harmed her would be his priority.He had a feeling it would be Van Houten.The look on his face when he said he had plans for her had almost sent Griffin into a rage that would’ve gotten him shot, possibly killed.
Zisk throttled down, and the boat slowed.Instead of Van Houten’s mega-yacht, they were pulling up to one of his lesser multi-million-dollar vessels.Though it wasn’t as grand as the other one, it was still impressive and larger than most watercraft.There was an empty helipad on the roof, so that must be how Abdullahi would arrive.
“Get up.”
