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But he couldn’t let her go He wouldn’t stop fighting Not ever Not while there was even the slimmest chance he could save his woman

Mine, the snake reminded him

Ours, he answered, because there was no getting around it Froe pull toward her, he’d known in his soul that she was his And he couldn’t, wouldn’t, let her go Not while there was still a chance to fight

But there was no denying the odds were against the for them Traffic into the mine had picked up as workers arrived to start their day There were too her everySomeone would eventually spot them

He tried to ignore the loud ticking clock inside his head Re hi Friday He had to find a way out of the compound And he had to do it fast They didn’t have the fire power to blast their way past the gate, and his only weapon was the gun he’d taken from his captor Their only option was to sneak out

As he looked for a way out, one of the Bolivian workers drove into the compound, parked her car within feet of the the vehicle there for them to take

“We’re going to that car Crouch down Run fast When you get there, keep low beside it while I crawl underneath and hotwire it Got it?”

She nodded and gave his hand a squeeze Her face was far too pale The dark circles under her eyes were grotesque purple bruises, ile, and he felt panicked at the sight If he lived forever, he’d never forget how panic tasted It was bitter, and the taste lingered He needed to get her out of Bolivia He needed to get her to New York, even if ita jet to take them there He couldn’t watch her fade away in front of him He just couldn’t

He forced his eyes fro the parking area, so with their backs to the carpark There was no sign of Kane or his henchet

“Now!”

Together, they ran for the car Crouching beside it, out of the sight of the people standing around talking, Striker pressed his gun into her hand

“Cover us while I hotwire this thing”

With her back to the car, she ai for trouble With one last look around, Striker slid on his back under the vehicle and rewired the da It took barely seconds, but he felt each one of theh it was a year

As soon as it was done, he shimmied out from under the car and came to his feet

Friday wasn’t where he’d left her