Reborn Cave Queen of the End Times novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146 Play Dirty

An opening

Autumn didn’t even think twice.

She slipped aboard one of the smaller vessels first and worked her way through it quietly, climinating achy crew member and rolling them over the side into the water.

Everyone’s attention had locked onto the standoff between the two main groups, which meant nobody was watching what Autumn was doing at their backs.

Not one person noticed that a ten-man boat had just changed hands.

Autumn started the vessel up and drifted it leisurely toward the massive hundred-thousand-ton cargo ship, moving with the unhurried ease of someone who belonged there and had nowhere urgent to be.

The other crews recognized ships, not faces.

And with everyone wearing face coverings against the sun, nobody could make out much of anything anyway.

Autumn’s movements were too relaxed and too natural to draw suspicion. She came across as completely at home, and nobody questioned her at all as she pulled alongside the massive ship.

She tied off quickly, grabbed the rope ladder they’d lowered, and scrambled up without slowing down.

She slipped past the few crew members moving back and forth on deck and crept into the hold.

One look inside, and Autumn could barely contain herself.

Of course.

A hundred-thousand-ton vessel was in a completely different league from a ten-thousand-ton ship. Not ten times better. A hundred times better.

The deep-sea catch filling the hold had barely come out of the water. Everything was pristine, gleaming. impossibly fresh.

Autumn wasn’t about to walk past a haul like this.

She crossed the hold in two steps and got to work.

Room after room, she swept the entire cargo hold clean. Every piece of seafood vanished into her storage space until the hull held nothing but a faint smell of salt water and empty floor.

Once that was done, she moved on.

The next door she found herself in front of led to the armory.

It was locked.

That stopped her for approximately zero seconds

She hadn’t survived the apocalypse and came back for nothing.

She popped the lock with practiced calm, slipped inside, and didn’t bother looking before she started pulling everything in.

After the armory, she decided she was already here and kept going.

Every room with nobody in it got stripped clean, floor to ceiling, without exception.

By the time she’d cleared out the entire ship, the standoff on the surface was still nothing but shouting. Nobody had thrown a punch yet.

Autumn understood people.

Nobody in that argument was there by choice or burning with righteous fury. They were doing a job. As long as nobody pushed anyone past the breaking point, the whole thing would stay a shouting match. Bullets were for when words ran out, and these people still had plenty of words left.

That had bought her exactly the time she needed.

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