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smart enough to jump overboard rather than trying to go through Coco de Merde and his men. They wouldn’t get very far otherwise.
Mandy held her father so tight that he couldn’t walk. She cried into his knees and wouldn’t let go.
“Help me find Mom and your sisters,” Earl said.
He took his daughter by the hand and led her through the maze of freight.
“Laurie? Vicky?” They called out.
After some searching, they found another crate filled with older girls, mostly teenagers. When they opened it up, the girls all took off. Many of these teens were strung out, already addicted to laughy-gas or some other clown drug. A few of them didn’t even seem to know where they were.
When Earl entered, there were only two girls left. Vicky was in there cradling his teenage daughter, Sarah. Vicky was crying and rocking the teenager. Neither of them could speak.
Earl knelt to her. “Vicky, what happened?”
“Is she dead?” Mandy cried.
When Earl felt his teenage daughter, he realized she was still alive but in bad condition. Somebody had hit her over the head with some kind of blunt object. She had a concussion.
“We have to go now,” Earl told Vicky. “Let’s go.”
Vicky wouldn’t move. She shivered. Her eyes glossed over.
“Snap out of it, Vicky,” Earl said. He clapped his hands in front of her face. She looked up at him, her lips trembling.
He helped them to their feet, Sarah staggering as if she were heavily intoxicated.
“Where’s your mother?” Earl asked them.
Vicky cried when he asked the question. A memory she didn’t want to remember had clearly flashed into her head. “They took her,” she said, between gasps.
“Where?” Earl tried to get her to focus as he held Sarah upright.
Vinnie Blue Nose came into the cargo hold and ran to Earl.
“Come on,” Vinnie said. “We’ve got to get out of here. They called in backup.”
But Earl was focused on his daughter. “Where’s your mother, Vicky? Where’d they take her?”
“They took her away,” she said. “The other boat.”
Earl’s eyes widened. He nearly dropped his daughter.
“We need to go,” Vinnie said, helping him carry Sarah.
“Where’s the other boat?” Earl asked. “They said my wife’s on a different boat.”
Vinnie didn’t slow down in order to talk. “There’s no other boat out there.”
“There has to be.”
“If there was, it’s already gone.”
“It can’t be gone,” Earl said. “We have to find her.”
“There’s no time,” Vinnie said. “We need to go.”
Earl resisted, pulling his teenage daughter away from the clown. “I’m not leaving without her.”
Vinnie straightened his suit. “You have to forget about your wife and focus on your daughters now. If you don’t, none of them will make it out of here.”
Earl shook his head, tears tickling his eyes.
“Save your daughters,” Vinnie said. “Think of what your wife would want.”
Earl thought about it for only a second longer. Then he sucked it up, picked up his teenage daughter, and carried her out of the cargo hold. His other two daughters followed close behind, holding on to the back of his pant legs.
Chapter 25
When they got on deck, Earl wondered just what kind of man Vinnie Blue Nose really was. There were bodies everywhere, all of them filled with laughing bullets—one of them lying with half his face blown off, using his dying breath to giggle at the rising moon. Blue Nose had taken them out single-handedly.
“Don’t look,” Earl said to the youngest daughters as they walked through the corpses. “Close your eyes.”
Vicky had no problem closing her eyes tight, but Mandy wouldn’t do it on her own. Earl had to cover them for her.
Mandy said, “Daddy, why’s it all slippery?”
“Never mind that, honey. Just keep moving.”
They couldn’t swim for it, so they headed for the ramp leading down to the dock. Along the way, Vinnie used his silencer to take out two more French clowns who were looking for
Mandy held her father so tight that he couldn’t walk. She cried into his knees and wouldn’t let go.
“Help me find Mom and your sisters,” Earl said.
He took his daughter by the hand and led her through the maze of freight.
“Laurie? Vicky?” They called out.
After some searching, they found another crate filled with older girls, mostly teenagers. When they opened it up, the girls all took off. Many of these teens were strung out, already addicted to laughy-gas or some other clown drug. A few of them didn’t even seem to know where they were.
When Earl entered, there were only two girls left. Vicky was in there cradling his teenage daughter, Sarah. Vicky was crying and rocking the teenager. Neither of them could speak.
Earl knelt to her. “Vicky, what happened?”
“Is she dead?” Mandy cried.
When Earl felt his teenage daughter, he realized she was still alive but in bad condition. Somebody had hit her over the head with some kind of blunt object. She had a concussion.
“We have to go now,” Earl told Vicky. “Let’s go.”
Vicky wouldn’t move. She shivered. Her eyes glossed over.
“Snap out of it, Vicky,” Earl said. He clapped his hands in front of her face. She looked up at him, her lips trembling.
He helped them to their feet, Sarah staggering as if she were heavily intoxicated.
“Where’s your mother?” Earl asked them.
Vicky cried when he asked the question. A memory she didn’t want to remember had clearly flashed into her head. “They took her,” she said, between gasps.
“Where?” Earl tried to get her to focus as he held Sarah upright.
Vinnie Blue Nose came into the cargo hold and ran to Earl.
“Come on,” Vinnie said. “We’ve got to get out of here. They called in backup.”
But Earl was focused on his daughter. “Where’s your mother, Vicky? Where’d they take her?”
“They took her away,” she said. “The other boat.”
Earl’s eyes widened. He nearly dropped his daughter.
“We need to go,” Vinnie said, helping him carry Sarah.
“Where’s the other boat?” Earl asked. “They said my wife’s on a different boat.”
Vinnie didn’t slow down in order to talk. “There’s no other boat out there.”
“There has to be.”
“If there was, it’s already gone.”
“It can’t be gone,” Earl said. “We have to find her.”
“There’s no time,” Vinnie said. “We need to go.”
Earl resisted, pulling his teenage daughter away from the clown. “I’m not leaving without her.”
Vinnie straightened his suit. “You have to forget about your wife and focus on your daughters now. If you don’t, none of them will make it out of here.”
Earl shook his head, tears tickling his eyes.
“Save your daughters,” Vinnie said. “Think of what your wife would want.”
Earl thought about it for only a second longer. Then he sucked it up, picked up his teenage daughter, and carried her out of the cargo hold. His other two daughters followed close behind, holding on to the back of his pant legs.
Chapter 25
When they got on deck, Earl wondered just what kind of man Vinnie Blue Nose really was. There were bodies everywhere, all of them filled with laughing bullets—one of them lying with half his face blown off, using his dying breath to giggle at the rising moon. Blue Nose had taken them out single-handedly.
“Don’t look,” Earl said to the youngest daughters as they walked through the corpses. “Close your eyes.”
Vicky had no problem closing her eyes tight, but Mandy wouldn’t do it on her own. Earl had to cover them for her.
Mandy said, “Daddy, why’s it all slippery?”
“Never mind that, honey. Just keep moving.”
They couldn’t swim for it, so they headed for the ramp leading down to the dock. Along the way, Vinnie used his silencer to take out two more French clowns who were looking for
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