Chapter 11 - THE SEA CAVE ESCAPE
Cold saltwater splashed against Clara's legs as she stepped out of the elevator into the dark cave.
A small wooden speedboat was moored against the slippery rock ledge, rocking violently in the tide.
"Get in," Reese commanded, cutting the dock lines with his tactical knife.
"Can you hotwire it?" Clara asked, climbing carefully into the passenger seat.
Reese ripped open the steering column, sparking two copper wires together until the inboard engine roared to life.
Bullets began splashing into the water around them as William's mercenaries reached the cave ledge above.
Reese slammed the throttle forward, sending the speedboat blasting out of the cave into the open Atlantic swells.
The dark night sky was illuminated by distant lightning as eight-foot waves slammed against the hull.
"Where are we going?" Clara screamed over the roar of the engine and thunder.
"To a safehouse in Manhattan!" Reese yelled back, navigating through the white-cap waves. "The FBI is setting up a perimeter at the marina!"
Clara reached into her wet dress pocket, pulling out her silver smartphone that had somehow survived the plunge.
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The screen lit up with a single notification from an unknown encrypted server.
It was a video file sent by Elena five minutes before her capture.
