"Where the heck is the boat?!"
Ashley's voice rang across the open cargo area, momentarily stilling everyone even as the sound of gunfire lingered in the air.
Now that she was fully visible, Rus finally noticed how out of breath she was. Her hair was disheveled as if she had just crawled out of a catfight. A crumpled white tissue was stuffed into one of her nostrils, stained with blood.
"Shit," she breathed out heavily as she yanked the tissue free to stop the nosebleed.
Her eyes searched for Rus before sweeping over the armed men taking cover from her sudden assault. The situation alone already told her that Rus had cornered himself.
"Can't you see?!" Rus shouted back. "I'm trapped here!"
The anger that had been slowly consuming him earlier subsided slightly now that there were at least two of them.
But his relief didn't last long.
"Well, you're not the only one!" Ashley shouted while turning her head frantically. "Hey, you! Let's switch opponents!"
