Chapter 59

The woman's words were cut short because some of the pirates already had their rifles aimed at her.

The next instant, gunshots punctured the air, terrifying everyone except for the pirates. They fired several times, and the woman collapsed in a mushy puddle of blood and flesh.

Screams filled the air. No one had the guts to move.

Terrified, Suzanne felt that her palms had turned clammy. Feeling Oliver's hand on her shoulder, she gently pushed his hand away from her.

"Don't move," Oliver said under his breath, his tone anxious.

Gingerly, Suzanne raised her eyes to look at the pirate who spoke.

Just like the other pirates, he wore a mask. He was pacing around as he looked carefully at all of the antiques that were on display.

A moment later, he spoke slowly in Dorzanian. "The waters are mine. Everything you have here belongs to me now. Your money, jewelry, and antiques are all mine."

He added, "But these aren't that important. What I want is a gram of hydronium. Who has it?