Chapter 92 - Hijack (1/2)
In the cabin,
Anya was sitting on the couch, crossing her arms while Alvin couldn't believe she could be this angry. Or was she just upset? He never in life tried to mend things so patiently and softly. Yet there he was, failed to placate her and made her angry by calling her childish.
”Little Donut… Are you going to ignore me now?” He demanded when she just sat and stared outside.
Anya blinked, hearing him. Only if she knew things would develop into this situation, she would have chosen a different way to deal with him after seeing him lying in her bathtub. Yes, she should have ignored him and avoided appearing in front of him.
He was asking her to calm down and follow him. He didn't feel the necessity to explain to her why he was taking such a decision.
Who was she getting angry at?
Doesn't she know he was always like this?
He never bothered to explain himself. He always did what he felt was right to him. Others' opinions hardly mattered to him, much less an insignificant one like her.
Why was she expecting him to respect her opinion?
Wasn't she trying to balance and be coordinated with him?
Anya clenched her fist when she realized she was idiotically justifying his actions. 'I am a fool.'
She slowly batted her lids when Alvin stood in front of her. He held her chin and lifted her face to make her look at him. She didn't protest. She watched at his confused eyes carrying a hint of annoyance.
Was he annoyed that she wasn't listening to him, she wasn't understanding him like she always did?
She saw his jaws tighten before he opened his lips, ”The security officer used to be Caesar Matthews's Head bodyguard.” And that's how he knew Stefan, the security officer of the PSR ship. Stefan had moved to the coastal city to join the merchant navy. Alvin had identified him the moment he saw Stefan after getting on the ship.
Anya's face softened hearing Alvin mention his father by name. He hated to speak about anything related to his father or the Matthews family. Hence he avoided bringing such matters up to her. It wasn't new to her. Like always, Anya interpreted everything without making Alvin a bad guy in her dictionary.
His thumb gently caressed her cheek and his annoyed voice returned to indifferent hiding his other emotions, ”Little Donut, we don't have time. Let's leave.” Though he didn't seem angry, he pressed his words, pressuring her to agree with him.
'Leave!?' How are they going to leave? They weren't on land where they get off somewhere and manage to reach a city by walking. Swimming in the ocean for a long time was impossible and there would be enormous animals that could swallow them like an ant.
Apart from their lives, ”There will be nobody to control the situation if we leave.” Her mirthless voice sounded, pointing at the danger other people are in.
How could she leave when she knew Harper's men could kill innocent people?
Alvin corrected her, ”We are in danger if we stay.”
Anya was aware of that. But they could handle the situation by pressuring the manager. Hence Alvin's plan wasn't fathomable to her.
Seeing her unsatisfied and worried about the strangers on the ship, Alvin could only sigh. Problems of being kind, they put themselves in danger.
He tugged her out of the room as he tried to explain to her, ”You said there could be more people in crew space, working under the manager.”
Walking by his side in the passageway, Anya promptly hummed in response.
The passageway was deserted, Alvin couldn't see any security staff patrolling. He felt things getting more suspicious. His hold on her wrist unawarely tightened in a firm grip.
”That more should be enough to scare the guests and innocent people on the ship.” He added after a pause and entered the elevator with her.
Anya looked at him standing next to him. She frowned while she tried to think in his view. The ship had fewer numbers of guests and more ship staff and crew staff. They were more than thrice the number of guests. If there were really so many people working under the manager, then the arrangements and rules on the ship could be disordered at any instant.
Taking Vice-captain working for Harper, Berwick could control the captain and ship. The manager who knew everything about the guests and their activities could use those people to lock all of them down. They couldn't be sure that all the staff of security would listen to the officer.
Alvin felt her fingers grip his sleeves. He watched her eyes widening every second. She exclaimed in disbelief, ”The manager could hijack the ship.” That could be the only reason Harper will hire so many people.
Understanding the situation and Alvin's effort to keep her safe, Anya's anger and dissatisfaction faded. Since Alvin was trying to save her from one danger, she believed he wouldn't put her in another danger.