hmm thinking about that maybe it should be an amanzon, I dunno.
Ok next part
Kurtis was at his cabin sharpening Churigai’s razors when he heard the shot. In favtwhat do you mean?, the short burst of an Uzi. An after… silence.
The noise had come from Lara’s cabin, and it was impossible she would have shot without reason.
He jumped to the door, pulled it open and, after having run into a poor steward, he started thumping the door.
-Lara! What’s up? Lara!!
Silence.
People were going out of their cabins, attracted by the noise. Without looking at anybody, Kurtis rushed towards the door and battered down it.
He was very lucky because he fell and so avoided the bullets which were directed at his head. He rushed at the man and threw him to the ground, twisting the arm which was holding the Uzi. The man screamed with pain as his arm broke with a crunch.
- Call the ship’s police! – screamed a lady who was watching the scene.
The man dropped the weapon and discharged it quickly, throwing the chambers to the gangway.eh?
- That won’t have further use, you bastard!eh again
The man struggled and punched Kurtis’ face. Then he ran away along the gangway.
Lara was lying on the floor, motionless.
Kurtis took three seconds to make a decision. He started to chase the man, his wound hurt, but the other man was suffering too, due to his broken arm which was shaking uncontrollably.
He caught him on the deck, and cornered him against the rail.
- Keep still!- he shouted – What are you doing?
- She! – the Greek screamed, hysterical – She’s pur danger! She was destinate to reborn demons’ race!eh again
- - If you’ve killed her, psycopath – Kurtis shouted, pointing him with the Boran- I swear you will remember me by the rest of your life!
The Greek didn’t answer. He took out a knife and, before Kurtis could stop him, he stabbed himself on the heart. His dead body fell to the Black Sea.