Rowe could hear the wind howling as the grew closer to the hole in her ship. And her rage finally surges to a peak and she brings herself closer to Greene, so she could see where the muscles and tendons connected and intertwined in his shoulder.

She is only inches away when she peers over Greene's shoulder to see Penk. She hated Penk almost as much as she hated Greene. But at least Penk was reasonable enough.

"Peuce is with the cargo," she says and finally wrenches her arm free from Greene's grasp. "Probably already on the bottom of the ocean floor."

The "and whose fault is that?" is implied.