Chapter 21
Anton’s feet landed on the deck as easily as he landed on the floor beside his bed in the morning.
“You okay?” Ricardo asked.
“Sure. I just jumped my vision down to the boat. Seems to have worked. Any problems?”
Ricardo was silent for a long moment. “Proceed with reconnoiter, just hustle.”
“Yes sir, Mr. Bossman.” The fact that he’d outranked Ricardo when they were in the Army was something he didn’t lord over the man…too often. Besides Ricardo and Isobel were both natural leaders far more than anyone else on the team.
He trotted up onto the bridge.
“Seven baddies. Some serious hardware. Looks like mostly small caliber AK-47 knockoffs. But they have a couple of heavy machine guns of a type I don’t recognize.”
“Need to brush up on your Russian weaponry.”
“Not sure what it
