Ramirez claims he's here to help, spouting half-truths about how the island's rumor drew him in. Marta eyes him with open distrust, demanding to know if he's working for Vasquez.He chuckles darkly. "Vasquez wants you both, but maybe I can make a better deal. Or maybe I just want to see if you're worth more alive than dead." My stomach knots.Elena steps forward, voice steady despite her shaking fists. "We're done with negotiations." She glances at me, silently asking if we fight or talk. The tension crackles. We sense Ramirez isn't alone—footsteps stir on the far side of the boat. Are more men lying in wait?