Page 80 of Depths of Destruction
"Survival, right?"
He nods and gives me a panty-melting kiss then pulls back and winks. "Okay, Bonnie. Time to start drilling."
We work our way around the boat, and Andre drills holes all over. The fiberglass cracks easily. By the time we get around the boat, the vessel is already a foot lower in the water.
After I wipe down the last spot, Andre picks up an oar, and we begin paddling to shore.
The current took us farther out than when we initially saw the shore. It takes a while before we get to the spot of the ocean where the waves push us toward land.
We finally arrive. The sand stretches for miles, and we drag the kayak onto the beach.
"What now?" I ask.
"We need to get to Omoa and find Tinker."
"If we're in Tela, how far are we?"
"My guess is under 60 kilometers. I would stay in the kayak, but I'm worried we may be spotted by whoever Darien is involved with."
Darien.I can't believe I have to worry about him finding us.
"Throw the spray in the bag," Andre instructs.
"Why?"
"We need to steal another car. When we're done with it, we can spray it down. We'll walk to that resort and find one." He points several miles down the beach.
"Okay, Clyde. Whatever you say."
His lips turn up. He picks up the bags then puts his arm around me. "Lead the way, Bonnie."
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Andre
By the timewe make it to the resort, it's after lunchtime. Live music is playing, and the beach is full of guests.
"Someday, I'll bring you somewhere nice like this," I tell Naomi as I guide her off the beach and through the resort.
"But what would we do for entertainment?"
"I can think of some things." I wink and pull her closer to my body.
The resort isn't too big, and it doesn't take long to get to the valet area. I grab a map from the stand, and we continue to the parking lot.
"Pick your ride."
She scans the row of vehicles. "The black one, two rows down. Isn't too flashy but doesn't look like it'll break down."
"I'm starting to worry about you. You seem to be knowledgeable about how to commit crimes," I tease her.
She raises her eyebrows. "Says the guy who I assume is going to break in and hotwire the vehicle?"
"Point taken." I get to the driver's side and pick the lock then unlock Naomi's door.
She gets in as I remove a few tools out of my backpack and unscrew the panel below the steering wheel. While I'm working on turning the car on, Naomi says, "Did Interpol teach you this?"
"No. I learned in the military."
