Chapter 201

The group lying in wait was getting antsy-there was just no gap in the security detail. Eventually, they had no choice but to quietly back off. One guy pulled out a satellite phone and called Sheikh. "Sir, we couldn't find a way in. Prescott's people are guarding her way too tightly. There's just no shot..." On the other end, Sheikh's face twisted with anger. "Useless bunch of trash. Whatever, pull back. Lucas's about to launch a full-on assault. He's putting everything he has into wiping Prescott out on that cruise, so don't blow our cover. Just get out of there." "Understood, Sir." They ended the call and made a swift retreat. Deep under the water, a submarine was already in position, waiting to extract them... Prescott shoved through the panicked crowd, rushing toward the deck. Eyes scanning, searching-no sign of Camila. Heart pounding, he whipped out his phone and quickly dialed her number. Lucky for him, the ship's communication systems were still functional-there was signal. She