“Shut it! Shut it!” the tall one shouted. Jamie was yanked off the controls. A pirate slammed the switch back, silencing the siren, but not before the damage was done. The men barked orders at each other, then turned their attention back to the cargo. The tall one jabbed a finger toward the door.
“We take them,” he said. “Now.” Two pirates pulled Noah and Jamie up roughly, marched them out onto the rear float of the plane, and dragged them into one of the boats. The ocean slapped against the hull as the waves picked up.