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Chapter 286

Penulis: Anney GW
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-29 19:36:34

NATALIE’S POV

The ship slept like a living thing… breathing slow, steady, unaware.

Above, laughter had faded, the music long gone. Only the low hum of the engines remained, a pulse beneath my feet as I slipped out of my cabin and into the corridor.

The air was colder down here, near the lower decks. The walls smelled faintly of salt and polish. I walked quickly, head down, until I reached the railing outside the crew’s access passage.

My phone buzzed once in my pocket. The encrypted number flashed.

Peter.

I pressed accept before I could talk myself out of it.

“You’re on the ship,” he said. No greeting, no pause. Just that flat voice, angry and precise. “I know you are. So where are my updates?”

“Good evening to you too,” I muttered. “I’m working on it.”

“I don’t need excuses,” he snapped. “You were supposed to report every twelve hours. You’re playing a dangerous game, Nat.”

“I’m playing the game you asked me to play,” I said, my voice sharp despite myself. “It’s fine. We’re gaining t
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