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“Kill her.” Vito didn’t even turn around. “Now.”

Her pulse quickened.

Sutter’s gun came up, and he aimed it directly at her chest.

For one held breath Jenna looked down its length and waited for the pain she knew was coming.

Luke watched the man raise his gun toward Jenna and instinct kicked in.

He started forward when Caleb grabbed his arm, lurching him to a stop.

“You get the guy with the gun,” Caleb muttered. “I’ve got the other guy by the car. I don’t think the old guy is going to fight. He has people who will do that for him.”

Luke nodded, agreeing with his brother’s assessment.

He was out of the river and across the open ground in mere seconds.

Luke rammed his body into the gunman.

The two of them went down together into the dirt. The impact knocked the breath out of both of them.

The man was bigger up close than he’d looked from the tree line. Stronger than Luke expected.

They rolled. Luke grabbed the man’s wrist. The barrel swung toward his face.

He shoved it aside, lost the grip, then shoved it again.

The man’s elbow caught him across the jaw, and his vision went white at the edges.

He drove the man’s wrist down against a rock.

Nothing.

Again.

The man’s grasp loosened and gave Luke just the opportunity he needed.

Luke pried the gun from the man’s fingers.

The man jumped back to his feet and stare at Luke before slowing backing away.

He didn’t care about capturing this man. Not now. Not with Jenna and not with the fire.

Plus, he had two other men to worry about right now.

CHAPTER 48

Jenna watched as Sutter took off in a run.

He’d had the opportunity to shoot her, and he hadn’t.

Caleb had taken down the driver.

That just left Vito.

Vito . . .

As the man glanced at his hired help and realized they were useless, he muttered something under his breath.