Who Knew My Assigned Mechanic Husband Was a Big Shot? novel Chapter 193

Logan indeed didn't hear her.

He used the megaphone to address Sterling again.

"Release the hostage and surrender immediately!"

"In your dreams!" Sterling yanked Sloane in front of him as a human shield, swiftly pulling out a modified handgun and pressing the cold barrel hard against her temple. "Take one more step, and I'll blow her brains out!"

The icy metal sent a shudder through her body, but her gaze remained locked on Logan.

Logan raised a hand, signaling the pilot to hold their position. He then grabbed a rope and smoothly rappelled down, landing steadily on the bow of the boat.

The ocean wind whipped at his tactical gear.

"Why did you come down?" Sterling dragged Sloane backward. "Aren't you Federation guys supposed to value human life? You're just going to throw the hostage away?"

"Don't do anything stupid!" Logan didn't advance, speaking calmly to Sterling. "I'm the commander of The Sea Dragon Elite Unit. Tell me what you want, but keep the doctor out of this."

The Sea Dragon Elite Unit?

Sterling exchanged a quick glance with Sebastian inside the cabin.

Logan continued, "You two are international mercenaries, right? The Blade-Flame Syndicate? Sterling and Sebastian aren't your real names either."

"You posed as fishermen to infiltrate the island. You're here to steal military intel. What are you looking for? Coordinates? Naval fleet numbers?"

"Let her go. Taking me hostage is a much better deal. Who knows, maybe you can torture the intel out of me."

Logan took slow, deliberate steps forward.

By the time Sterling realized Logan had closed the distance by several feet, he yelled, "Since you know what we want, let's trade information. I ask, you answer."

Logan smiled. "It's hard to hear from all the way over here. Why don't you tie me up first?"

With that, he discarded his weapons. He tossed his sidearm and combat knife into the ocean, even unbuckling his tactical belt to prove he had nothing hidden.

For a moment, Sterling was thrown off by the gesture.

But Logan was right. Holding the commander of a top-tier special forces unit was far more valuable than a civilian doctor. It would be a massive prize for the syndicate.

And what if they took both of them?

Sterling barked, "Fine. If you want to be a hostage so badly, stay right there!"

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