“Four.”
“Three.”
Brad’s gaze flickered between Linda and me. Finally, he spoke painfully, “Let… Linda go.”
I calmly closed my eyes.
Suddenly, Anne’s frenzied scream pierced the air, “You think I’d actually let you choose? If you won’t pick me, you won’t get to pick at all!”
With that, I felt a sudden, sickening drop.
“No-”
“Aah-”
Brad’s despairing shout and Linda’s terrified scream rang out simultaneously.
The next second, I plunged into the churning sea.
I carefully cut the ropes with my small knife.
