“Nope,” he gave back softly. “My team can do that.”
Vince gave the order. “Gentlemen…and Jett, please be so kind as to show the captain what a lovely view of the vast ocean we have from up here.”
Right.Lace grimaced. They hadn’t taken the man out of his harness,norunhooked him from the winch. Which meant…
This could get interesting.
Jett got a wicked grin on her face.
“Me. Me.”
She was practically bouncing up and down on her toes. “I’ve always wanted to dangle someone out of a helicopter.” She took a few steps in the captain’s direction.
“You wouldn’t,” the man wailed for the second time.
“Just watch,” Jett snarled, her eyes narrowing.
“No,” he screamed, backing up. “You can’t do this. It’s illegal. Intimidation.”
Vince raised a brow. “Huh. Does anyone see any undue coercion here?” he asked.
Everyone shook their heads.
“Right. I don’t either,” he continued. “I only see a man we’ve rescued, struggling to get away. And his haste, he took a wrong step, then…”
Vince left that hanging. As Otis might soon be.
Trask took that opportunity to grab the captain by the back of his neck and sent him stumbling toward Jett. “He’s all yours, sweetie. Feel free to take all your anger issues out on him, so you don’t bustmyballs later tonight,” he teased.
“Oh, I’ll bust your balls anyway,sweetie,” Jett sent back sassily, easily catching the captain around one bicep. “But I’ll make sure this asshole gets the brunt of myviolent tendencies.”
She winked over the captain’s head, but if Lace wasn’t mistaken, there was a bit of saucy intent there.
Damn.The guys were eating this up.
Well, itwaskind of fun seeing them all in action.
Jett dragged the captain a few steps toward the still open hatch, and…
“Okay. Okay. I’ll tell you,” he sobbed.
If his clothes weren’t already wet…
Nope. Lace wasstillpretty sure the captain had just pissed himself.
He spewed his plans, fast, and concisely. “I have a standing meet-up time of seven PM on Fridays.” He gave the coordinates which were a few miles east of Tillie’s Bank. “I told my buyer last week that I might have hit a snag with NOAA, so If I’m not there today, not to be surprised. We already arranged to reconnect next Friday.”
“That’s good news,” Vince nodded, clearly satisfied. “You can let him go now, Jett.”
The woman pouted. “Do I have to?” she sniffed.
Julian took pity, walking up to the ballsy woman with his arms outstretched. “Jett, you can do me,” he offered. “I’m always up for some fun.”
Trask growled and yanked Julian bodily away from the open door where he was flirting with danger, finally pulling it closed. “Don’t tempt her,” Trask groaned.
Julian simply chuckled.
“Okay. Show’s over,” Vincent declared.