Kent crept into the room, not wanting to alert the attacker. The empty bed glared at him in the moonlight. Where was Isabel?

CLANK!

Pain radiated through his head and down his neck. He tumbled to the floor and flipped over to face his assailant. A shimmer of silver filled his vision. He lurched to his left. The oval platter clanged onto the deck where his head had been. A flash of white sped in front of him, and Kent threw out his legs and swept the attacker to his ...