Chapter 25
The captain’s trembling hands dialed the encrypted satellite frequency. Vincent took the heavy phone, his perfectly tailored presence contrasting violently with the blood-spattered bridge. "Speak," a distorted, heavily accented voice demanded through the receiver. "I am Vincent Caruso," Vincent said smoothly, his voice echoing coldly in the confined space. "Your freighter has been intercepted. Your mercenaries are dead. And your weapons now belong to my armory." "Caruso!" the European boss gasped, genuine shock breaking his composure. "You dare assault a sovereign shipment? We will drown you in blood!" "You are in no position to make threats," Vincent replied, walking slowly out onto the exterior deck. The bright, cinematic lighting of the sunset cast a dramatic glow over the water. "I am sending your ship back to the ocean floor. If you ever attempt to test my borders again, I will cross the Atlantic, and I will personally dismantle your families." Vincent tossed the satellite phone into the churning sea. He stepped off the freighter and back onto his tactical boat. As they sped away into the distance, Vincent hit the electronic detonator. The massive freighter erupted in a spectacular, deafening ball of fire, sinking rapidly into the dark, freezing depths.
