The red targeting lights from the helicopter swept across the water in steady, merciless pulses. I grabbed Sergio's hand and held on. "What do we do?"
There was nothing around us but open ocean. If they fired on us out here, there was nowhere to go.
"Don't panic." Sergio's voice was controlled, measured. "I carry the Ligendza bloodline. She wants to use you against the Hales — she won't risk destroying everything in one shot."
His words made sense, but my body wasn't listening to logic. My heart was slamming against my ribs, and the dark water stretching endlessly in every direction made everything feel smaller and more fragile. Out here, Sergio was all I had.
