But Ethan’s jaw tightened the moment he saw it. “They’re trouble,” Ethan cut in. His tone was flat, no room for doubt. He turned abruptly toward the stern, already moving with purpose. Liam blinked, following him. “Where are you going?” “To give us a fighting chance,” Ethan said. “We’re not waiting around to find out what they want.” Liam glanced again at the horizon.
Another boat had appeared behind the first, both heading straight toward them, spray lifting high behind their bows. A chill spread across his chest as the truth sank in. Whoever they were, they weren’t here to help. Liam’s throat tightened. “Then who are they?” Ethan’s answer came sharp, unhesitating.