Chapter 22

Emma didn't need Rafe's yelled, "Get your ass onto the ship" to get moving. Chaos had erupted, and given this time it centered around her, she was more than happy to leave it behind.

She bolted down the long tube, heading for the door at the end. Luca beat her to it, but found himself stuck outside when the Annabelle wouldn't let him in.

In clear frustration, the other man pounded on the metal. "Open up, you rusted piece of crap."

"Is that any way to treat the ship that's going to get us out of here?" Arriving at a more casual pace, Rafe stroked his hand on the outer hull. "The Annabelle is a lady."

A lady who cheekily opened the door at Rafe's touch, who, in turn, tossed a smirk at his cousin. He swept an arm in a welcoming gesture. "After you. Welcome to my ship."

They'd no sooner stepped on board when Rafe was securing the door and shouting out orders to his ship.