Novel & Cerita Odysseus Boat

No matter what happened, no matter how unsettled I or my wolf became, there was no way I was turning back without that vial. The boat was nothing like the one Leo and I had been on the evening before. It was a basic dive vessel used for guided scuba trips, essentially a large, covered pontoon boat. Two long benches ran along either side beneath a heavy canvas roof meant to block the sun. The steering wheel sat up front with no chair beside it. It was stripped down and purely functional, but it would do what we needed it to do.

The boat surged away from the dock, the powerful engines churning the harbor water into a white, frothing wake. The freelancers reached the edge of the pier, their silhouettes framed by the burning cars. They fired into the receding boat, the bullets pocking the steel hull with metallic thuds, but the *Redemption* was already out of range, carving a path toward the open sea. Alessandro stood at the stern, watching Trapani shrink into a speck of brown and grey against the Sicilian coast. He felt the vibration of the boat beneath him—a vessel called "Redemption" that was currently carrying everything he loved into the unknown.

Snow shot up into the air and the shockwave rocked the ship. Assista-bot beeped a panicked squeak behind me and I groaned. “No one asked you to come out, ass," I grumbled. “Quiet." He let off a small beep–one I had learnt to be a curse word– and rolled away toward the back. I hissed, returning my attention back to the panel. My fingers rolled across the screen as the landing gear extended with a soft hiss. Slowly, Odyssey angled downward until it touched the ground with a soft thump.