Chapter 93: The Siege at Sea

Night falls, the storm refusing to relent. The boat's engine sputters ominously. Ramirez shouts, cursing mechanical trouble. A swirling wave slams us, knocking Elena and me against the cabin door.Through the rain-streaked porthole, we glimpse a dark vessel trailing behind, faint lights blinking. My gut churns: it could be Vasquez's hunters. The next wave nearly capsizes us, water flooding the deck.A single shot cracks the stormy air. We reel in terror—someone is firing from that approaching ship. My heart thunders as Zach desperately tries to fix the engine. Marta fends off the watery assault, rifle in hand. We're pinned between a stormy sea and hostile pursuers. Where can we run now?