The Hostage in the Hold

The battle for *The Leviathan* had descended into the belly of the beast. Thirty minutes after the initial laboratory breach had been repelled by Lucas Sterling’s thunderous intervention, the superyacht continued to pitch and roll violently through the tempest of the Kythira Strait. Outside, fifty-knot gale winds howled against the composite superstructure, throwing wall after wall of black water across the foredeck. In the midships staging corridor on Deck Two,…