Not long after the five men and one woman, suspected of being mercenaries, entered the security room, a jarring alarm blared from that direction.
When the sound erupted, Dean noticed the first group of people who had boarded all flinched simultaneously. He suddenly realized.Someone must have broken the rules.
On deck, several sailors, standing stiff as wooden posts, and a tall, skeletal-masked armed man charged forward. Furious shouts and the sounds of impact followed.
The next moment, the chaotic noise ceased, replaced by screams and wails of agony. In less than ten seconds, all movement from that direction stopped.
Dean's heart tightened.He didn't know if the woman had also been dealt with.
TAP, TAP, TAP.
The heavy thud of boots approached. Everyone on deck instinctively looked in that direction.
