Poirot: Problem At Sea Novels & Stories

“But he's got a GPS tracker on it." I peer at the screen, watch the red dot in the middle of the ocean. “Pick up the girl," I tell two of my men. We can try to figure out who she was at least. "We'll dump Heathcliff in the ocean. Let the fish get at him. Let's go get my wife." — | — | — | — Portia Darkness has fallen and it's quiet. The engine stopped about an hour ago and we're bobbing on the water. I don't know why we've stopped. I heard some of the men on the deck cursing but it's fairly quiet now.

We would not be docking in Valoria tonight, not with twelve-foot swells preventing us from crossing the channel. Young Pete stood at the lower railing, watching the ship with a pair of binoculars as it rocked in the waves, "They're dropping a rowboat!" His voice was edged with excitement as he leaned over the railing. "You'll fall in," I said, grabbing the back of his shirt and pulling him off the railing. "That's a right way to die, lad." "I was just—" He paused, forgetting himself. "Yes, Captain." I patted him on the chest and turned toward the railing, watching as three men began to battle the waves in the small skiff, their oars beating helplessly against the unforgiving sea.

Outside were the skeletons of the servants who had their bodies burned by the sun, while inside were the other bodies. We left there still in our forms of wolves, we walked this way through the forest that surrounded the city, to where we had left our cars. The sun had already gone and we would start our journey back in the darkness, where the territory was theirs, so we had to be quick. "The others are coming back too." Koda said putting his cell phone back in his pocket. "It went all right, no casualties just a few injured." "Great. That’s great news!" I muttered remembering my own injuries.

How come I can't find him? Suddenly, the light went off, and darkness looms in the company like it's in the night. My heart beats rapidly against my chest as I stop abruptly on my track, looking around the dark place, the presence of a dangerous creature hovering around the place. There was never a power outage in the company for the past years since it has been working, which only means that there is a problem here. "What is going on?" I whisper as I look around, and just then, the thought of Clarissa hits me hard.

He tried to push out of his mind the ominous feeling that he had defied destiny, that he would have to pay the price. Polly sat up, back to her nimble, happy self, looking embarrassed to have been caught so vulnerable in his arms, and trying to make a show of being strong and independent. She took in her surroundings, and grabbed onto the side of the boat as a wave brought them high, then lurched them low. “This isn’t exactly what I would call a romantic boating expedition,” she said, looking a bit pale as she tried to steady herself in the rocking sea. “Where are we exactly? And what is that on the horizon?”

The shabby fishing boat did not even have a proper seat. Under the blue sky and over the azure sea, the fishing boat moved slowly. A few hours later, there was a dull sound from one side of the ship, causing it to sway slightly. 'Hmm?' Alexander opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as his killing intent surged. Danger was afoot; it was clear that they were under attack. Wessel had deceived him. "It's a pod of killer whales, at least twenty of them! We're surrounded!" someone cried out in panic, their face turning pale with fear. The boat was already old and worn, and under such an attack, it could easily be capsized.

Noone on board the ship that the three traitors are on move to see what is happening. I watch as three ships sink as I wiggle my fingers and the waves consume them. Not taking my eyes from Carter, he looks at me with a blank expression. I lift my hand and point my finger at him. “You are a traitor. You will die a traitor’s death.” I throw my head and shriek loudly into the sky as the winds pick up and swirl around the ship and I smile as it groans under the weight of the wind. Metal twists and comes alive. The darkness seeps from my fingertips and swirls around me.

He simply lit another match, and let the sulfur burn down to his fingers. --- As the net plunged into the black sea, something shifted. A deep throb rolled up through the hull, vibrating through the spines of every soul aboard. Birds that had followed the boat for miles suddenly veered off in silence. The mist thickened into a choking wall. And then—tension. The cable line groaned. The winch screamed. Maya lunged toward the controls, but Halrik shoved her back. “Let it pull.” “What’s down there?” she snapped.

"As expected from the Sunfire Alpha’s daughter." I gritted my teeth. Silver poison was already spreading through my veins. But I ignored the pain and kept running. Suddenly, a chorus of snarls echoed from deep within the woods. Rogues! Dozens of red-eyed beasts burst from the darkness, charging straight for Silas. It was a planned attack. I didn't hesitate. My body moved before my mind could think. I threw myself in front of Silas, spreading my arms to block the first wave. Silver-laced claws tore through my chest. The pain was so intense I almost blacked out.

Dane The grotto smelt of sea water and weeds. I hate this place, it smells disgusting. Mathias huffed inside of me, agitated. You just hate seawater. I corrected, sounding bored, but I couldn't disagree with him. We waited at the crystal clear ocean portal in an audience room of the Seelie Court. The Queen off somewhere dealing with a breach in her shields. Theo sat on a boulder by the water, his elbows on his knees as his hands rubbed together anxiously while we waited for the King of the Merfolk.