Sonya’s eyes bored into Olander. She continued to hold the gun to his temple and didn’t move a muscle.

Valery Mironov came and stood in front of Olander. “Dear sir, you’re aboard my ship, and you’re endangering my crew. I’m well within my rights to neutralize any threat to life or limb. And besides, you’re now starting to annoy me. So listen, you overblown, stupid little man, sit down and shut up, so we can try and get us all out of here.”

Valery Mironov glared, his eyes going from indifferent to suddenly blazing with animosity. It was the first time Cate had seen the man step out of his calm and congenial guise. He was terrifying.

Olander shrunk back, holding up his hands. “Okay, okay, no need to get heavy. Let me just radio my mother ship, and they can come and take us all off.”

“We should just lock them up below deck. They’ve vandalized private property.” Regina folded her arms, and stuck her chin out. “And here’s the news, we weren’t even fucking hunting whales, you pack of assholes.”

“I just want him off the ship. But he also needs to tell his people to stay clear for now, as I doubt they’re in the type of armored tank we are.” Sonya reholstered her gun. “But, we’re here, the Megalodon is here, and we need to take the shot.”

Jack looked at the signal tracker. “It’s still right below us, circling.” He raised his eyebrows. “Sonya’s right; we might not get another chance.”

“Then let’s do what we came for,” Cate said.

Regina ran a hand up through her short, damp hair. “Gonna be tough without maneuverability; we’re dead in the water.”

“Looks like no more whale hunts for this death ship.” Olander turned to smile confidently at his crew who seemed to perk up at the news.

Jack put his hands to his head. “You idiot. That thing we were hunting will kill more whales than this boat ever could. It’s killed people, other sharks and I can’t imagine how much other marine life.”

“That’s nature’s way,” one of Olander’s crewmembers added.

“Not anymore,” Cate fired back. “It might have been nature’s way a few millions years back, but this thing does not belong here, in these waters, in this time. End of story.”

“You shouldn’t be in these waters either.” Olander narrowed his eyes.

“Uh, maybe they’ve got a point, skipper.” Another of Olander’s crewmembers still hugged himself tight. “We’re a little over our heads on this one. Let’s just call it a day; get the fuck out of here.”

“Annabel is dead.” Olander shot back. “Because they are here, it is here. And because it is here, our sisters and brothers are now dead.”