took two angry strides toward Jason, raised the pistol, and took a steady aim.
Jia-li turned away, gasping in horror.
She held her breath, waiting for the explosion.
It never came.
Instead, there was a sudden change in the sea's rhythm, subtle yet unmistakable. Then, a deep rumble shook the air, followed by an uneasy silence. In that moment, the center of gravity shifted and the entire earth seemed to stop its spin.
The pirates froze, their eyes darting about nervously.
Jia-li caught some movement off the port bow, followed by a sharp, piercing sound, like nothing she'd ever heard before. She swiveled around, craning her neck, pain shooting through her arms and shoulders.
It took a few seconds to register.
A dorsal fin—an immense dorsal fin.
Then... in a wild, frenzied blur, a black beast shot out of the sea like a giant torpedo, twisting and spinning, towering above the yacht, blocking out the last sliver of sunlight. Fifty, seventy-five, one hundred feet it soared into the angry sky before its massive tail even cleared the water, before it came crashing back to the surface with a ferocious concussion. The big boat lurched violently to one side, began rocking like an amusement ride gone haywire.
Tank/Scarface spun around, his eyes wide in shock. His legs skidded out from under him. The gun flew from his hand, swallowed instantly by the sea. The other pirates scurried along the deck grabbing for anything they could hold onto. Just then a second monster streaked past the yacht, going so fast Jia-li could barely follow its path. It burst through the surface in a spectacular breach, its back impossibly arched, torrents of water cascading down like a giant waterfall. Moments later, a third monster appeared, then another, and finally a fifth creature. They converged from every direction, moving with military precision, their giant tail flukes slapping the water in an awesome display of mass and power.
Swish, swish—WHACK! Swish, swish—WHACK! Swish, swish—WHACK!
Jia-li watched in astonishment.
Mohawk was the first to go, smeared by two colliding waves. An instant later, the other three pirates were swept overboard, their arms flailing about in the roiling waters. The giant beasts soon thundered around them forming a feeding carousel. They moved slowly at first, then gradually picked up speed as if powerful turbo-thruster engines had just kicked in.
The wind growled, thunder crashed, deafening loud and very close, followed by sustained bursts of lightning. Heavy rain drops began pelting the deck in blinding, horizontal sheets. Mountainous waves whipped the ocean into a fury of foam.
The scene was bedlam.
The pirates were now fifty feet off the port bow in a loose circle, clawing their way up and down the rising swells, groping for outstretched hands. They rode one wave after another, reaching the crest only to plunge down the back side into a swirling whirlpool, their frantic screams quickly whipped away by the wind and rain.
In the next instant, the underwater assassins burst from the raging black sea, vocalizing in a series of high-frequency calls that sounded like a chorus of shrill whistles. The noise was deafening, a ferocious sound that nearly shattered Jia-li's eardrums. She turned her head, forcing herself to look at the terrifying scene.
That's when they struck... with homicidal ferocity.
Whitey screamed bloody murder as fierce, twelve-inch conical teeth—teeth designed to tear, not chew—tore through her upper body, ripping apart tendons and crushing bones. The huge black mass wrenched her out of the water, soaring skyward in a wild shower of spray. For a long moment, they hung there together, suspended in mid-air, the writhing woman so tiny in the mouth of the giant beast, she didn't seem real.
"Good God, Jason!" Jia-li cried, fighting back nausea. "Did you see that?" The creature had dropped its prey and thick chunks of flesh were now hanging from its mouth.
Jason groaned, his eyes fluttered