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his arm around the man’s neck and pulled him the rest of the way onto the deck. With the butt of his own gun, Drew knocked him unconscious. He swiftly dragged his body further onto the bulkhead and quickly tied the unconscious pirate’s hands behind him with the mainsheet line. Drew hid the man’s gun inside the sail cover.
    He could hear the others rummaging around in the cabin below, all chattering and laughing. He could hear bottles clanging and knew they had found the liquor.
    Think!
    He contemplated his next move. Should he wait until the next one ventured up looking for his friend? His next course of action soon became apparent.
    “Please, please. Please don’t.”
    Drew heard a lot of commotion and assumed the remaining men were fighting over who would be first with Sam. He moved to the porthole and looked into the cabin, confirming his worst fears.
    Her panties had been torn off and one of the men was trying to pry her legs apart. Drew moved quickly into the cockpit, glanced in to see the proximity of the others and found them all distracted and staring at Samantha, waiting in line for their turn. One still held his rifle. Drew took aim and fired a shot, stripping the rifle from the man’s arms. The others turned toward the hatch and made a move for their own weapons.
    “Freeze!” Drew cocked the hammer of the 38. “One move and you’re all dead.”
    The remaining two men held their arms high and began pleading. Drew pointed to the man second in line for Samantha. “Lay your gun on the floor, slowly.”
    The man complied. The guy who’d had the rifle moaned, holding his hand. The bastard who’d been trying to rape Sam stood next to her with his shorts down, and Drew aimed his gun at the man’s dick. The pirate’s gun lay on the settee next to Sam, who had scurried back into the corner of the cabin, her arms folded over her bare legs, her face pale, and eyes shiny with unshed tears.
    “Sam,” he said gently. “Grab the gun next to you, honey, then get the other weapons from the floor.”
    Drew turned toward the pirates, his gaze narrowed. She’d been hit again, and it seriously pissed him off. “All of you, next to the table. Keep your hands in the air.”
    The men stood frozen, watching her as Sam hurried to pull her panties on and pick up the rifle and handgun.
    Drew pointed the gun out the hatch opening and fired toward the bow, into the water.
    “Move!”
    The men scurried over to the table, their hands in the air.
    “Sam, bring me the guns, then go to my stateroom and lock yourself inside.”
    “But, Drew—”
    “Please, honey. Just do as I say.”
    She kept her distance from the men while bringing the guns to him. He tossed them over the side of the boat, as Sam disappeared into his stateroom and closed the door. When he heard the latch, he waved his weapon at the four pirates.
    “One by one, climb the ladder and come up to the deck. I want you plastered so close to each other that you all three are coming up the ladder together.”
    Once on deck, he lined them up in the cockpit, then waved the gun toward the leader. “Tie your friends up.”
    One guy made a move toward him, but Drew kicked his foot upward, catching the SOB in the groin area. He fell backward, grabbed himself, and began moaning.
    “Anybody else want to get cute?” Drew swept the gun around the circle of men.
    The leader began tying up the others. His heart thudded, realizing how close the man had come to taking him.
    A shiver traversed his body as he thought about what they would have done to them if they had gotten the upper hand. His mind blocked any scenario of what would have happened to Sam. He was contemplating what to do with the remaining untied man when Samantha appeared from below, having changed into her sweat suit.
    Drew gave her a weary look and then realized he was glad she was there.
    “What can I do?” she asked, her voice shaky.
    “Are you up to tying the last one?” Drew indicated the man who had