A chunk of ice had broken away—just enough to free the front of the boat. Henrik didn’t wait. He threw the engine into reverse. The boat hesitated, fought back—then suddenly broke loose with a shuddering roar. They were loose.
But the storm wasn’t done with them. The sea ahead rolled black and white, wind-whipped and full of broken ice. The waves came in staggering bursts, slamming against the hull, pitching the ship sideways. Henrik clung to the wheel, arms straining. “Keep your knees loose!”