Reckless | Tintin

" If I die, I die."

A/N: I couldn't find any images again so here you go, the picture I used for the cover of the book and added in Ana. In addition sorry for the short chapter, I just felt like what comes after this should have its own chapter.

The Karaboudjan arrived back at the exact port it left when first beginning its journey. Sakharine stepped off the ship with Allan and Tom close behind him.

" What're we doing here boss I don't get it!" Tom complained." We're right back where we started!"

" You will speak of this to no one, keep your mouths shut."

" Don't worry, as long as we get our share."

" Oh, you'll get your share!"

" Where're you going?"

" Just guard the ship."

" Where's the filthy moola?" Tom complained as he and Allan walked back aboard the Karaboudjan.

" Good evening sir," Nestor greeted his employer." I trust you had a successful trip abroad."

" Do I pay you to talk to me!?" Sakharine said angrily as he slammed the car door behind himself.

" You don't pay me at all," the man said to himself before a crane lifted up Sakharine.

" What the blazes!?" Sakharine yelled." Nestor!... Nestor!... Tom! Allan!" He yelled at the men as they emerged from the Karaboudjan." You blithering idiots! Don't just stand there! Do something!"

Haddock grinned to himself as he controlled the crane and moved Sakharine's car over to the rooftop where Thompson, Thomson, Ana, Tintin, and a few police officers stood ready to arrest Sakharine.

" Hah! Caught him like a rat in a trap," Thompson said as the car was lowered to where they were.

" Congratulations gentleman, he's all yours."

" Yes. We also have an arrest warrant issued by both Interpol and the FBI."

" Your friend who got shot-"

" Barnaby Dawes," Ana reminded him.

" He was one of their agents! Hot on Sakharine's trail from the start!"

" It still doesn't make sense," Tintin said, looking at the car." He has the key to the treasure of the Unicorn, which is sitting somewhere in the ocean floor... why would he come back home?"

" Right," Thomson said, opening Sakharine's car door." Sakharine?"

The man they were looking for popped up in the front seat, aiming his gun directly at Ana, who had quickly pulled out her small pistol upon spotting him.

" That's Mr. Sakharine to you." He turned to look at one of the other officers who was also pointing a gun at him." Ah-ah! Hold it. Move an inch and the girl dies."

" Oh come on," Ana said calmly." You guys can move, if I die I die, no big deal."

The crane suddenly began to move again, pulling the car along with it. As Sakharine began to move away Ana, thinking quickly, leaped upwards as the car began to move upwards as it was dragged along the nearby wall and grabbed onto the bumper as Allan took over the crane Haddock had been using.