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“Me, too,” I confessed without really stopping to think about my words.

Torie snorted. “Then stop trying to convince me that this mission isonlyabout rescuing a childhood friend. I know you, Chase.”

I ignored her assumption because I thought it was best to just letthatsubject drop. “You’ll stand by here in case we do need a translator?”

“You know I will, and that we’ll all be monitoring the entire operation,” she answered. “Vanna speaks some Spanish, so she’s not going to be totally ignorant about what’s happening.”

I lifted a brow. “Is there anything else we should know?”

Torie nodded slowly. “Even if she doesn’t show it, she’s not completely unbreakable. Every sad story she reports on eats a little piece of her soul because she’s got more compassion and empathy for people who are suffering than she cares to admit. I know you two joked around and debated with each other a lot when you’ve met up in the past, but there’s so much more to Vanna than you see on the surface.”

I knew that. Savannah had been much less guarded as a child. “If we can rescue her, I’ll be careful not to hurt her,” I promised Torie.

“Please be safe. Both of you,” she said in a pleading tone.

I hefted both of the packs onto one shoulder and kissed Torie on the forehead before I said, “There’s no way in hell that Wyatt and I are going to let some idiots get the jump on either one of us.”

She shot me a skeptical look. “I’m sure that’s what Cooper thought when he took me back to the Amazon, and look what happened there. None of you are invincible and bad things happen sometimes.”

“Not this time,” I answered gruffly. There was too much at stake to fuck up this particular rescue.

I needed to bring Savannah Anderson home where she belonged.

Where she was safe.

Where she didn’t need to be afraid.

Where no one could hurt her.

I’d never have a single moment of peace until I did.

Savannah

Idesperately wanted a drink of water, but I couldn’t even open my eyes, much less get out of bed to get one.

Pain exploded from my face and then through my entire body, most noticeably my left shoulder and my ribs.

And I was hot. So damn hot and thirsty.

Where am I?

For some reason, I wasn’t capable of reasoning out what was happening to me, or why the surface beneath me was so damn hard.

I’m definitely not in a bed.

Why can’t I open my eyes?

Why is my mind so damn foggy?

I could vaguely recall starting to wake up this way before, but then…nothing.

Shit!I had to get my eyes open. I needed to see what was going on.

I tried to focus, and then felt utterly helpless because I failed to lift my eyelids.

Don’t give up. Keep trying.

I stopped concentrating on getting my eyes open for a moment and just…listened.

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