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She continued to sit on her bed, back against the headboard, legs crushed to her chest.

The redness was gone, but her cheek was swollen. She stared straight ahead of her, not seeing the room.

Damn it.

He’d been with Logan and Baruti in a catering van parked behind the main hotel when Samuel called him in a panic. At first, Harper hadn’t understood anything except he needed to get his ass back to the villa. It wasn’t until he was running and Samuel got his words in order that Harper was able to understand the scope of the situation.

Robin was very likely burned.

Men like Daar didn’t simply forgive infractions, not when their safety was at stake.

Harper crawled onto the bed and gripped her shoulders. Her wide, fearful eyes locked on him.

“Robin? Babe? Can we go?”

“Go where?” she asked in a small, fearful voice.

That was a fucking good question.

“I’m going to take you to my place,” he said. “Remember our plan? I told you I have a place in the Keys? You said you wanted to see it?”

That seemed to get through to her and she nodded.

“Can we go now?” He could feel time running out on them.

She sat up a little straighter and glanced around the room.

“I shoved everything on the vanity into your small suitcase. The big one was never unpacked…”

“Let’s go.” She pushed up off the bed, still barefoot, and grabbed her tote of a purse.

He wanted her to have shoes on, but he wanted her alive more than that.

Harper grabbed the duffle bag he’d hauled across the hall with him and her big suitcase. She grabbed the other and without having to suggest it, she opened the sliding glass door and let them out onto the patio. Neither of them spoke, but her glances back at the villa spoke volumes.

Something had happened. Samuel hadn’t told him everything, just the highlights.

Robin was in trouble and her life might be in jeopardy.

It was all Harper needed to hear.

They moved quickly away from the villa and through the pedestrian gate onto the rest of the property. A resort employee in a utility cart circled around and offered them assistance.

Harper could have kissed the man and showered him with cash. Instead, they threw the bags in the back with some tree trimming equipment and were off.

“A taxi will pick us up,” Harper said.

Robin only nodded.

He didn’t press her to say anything. From the little he knew she was holding herself together by sheer force of will.

What had she been thinking?

None of this would have happened were they working together.

Harper had never understood his best friend Jamie more so than he did now. He’d failed his first undercover mission for Zora by telling his target exactly what they needed from her, and now Jamie was about to marry that same target. Well, they weren’t officially engaged. Yet. They had baby fever. Bad.

Harper reached over, moving slowly, and wrapped an arm around Robin’s shoulders. He squeezed her to him and kissed her temple. The wind whipped her words away from him, but he thought he might have heard her say,thank you.

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