Chapter 205

The submarine beneath the surface. Having waited so long without spotting Prescott, Lucas was no longer the picture of calm and composure. His face was stiff with anger, temper barely held in check. "Pass the order down-move now! I don't care what it takes, take him out right here, right now!" "Got it, Young Master Lucas." One of his men quickly grabbed the communicator and relayed the command to the seven patrol boats waiting topside. Once the order was given, the vibe on those boats shifted instantly. "Stay sharp, we're going in!" "About damn time! We've been wasting hours out here-I was about to doze off..." Someone muttered, but from the look on his face, he was all hyped and ready for action. This crew had zero regard for life. That cold edge in their excitement was plain chilling. All seven boats moved into position. Gunners adjusted their weapons, prepping for a full-blown shootout- But before they pulled the trigger, fighter jets circled in from above. The men on the boats bare