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I get out without hesitation or argument. My heart is hammering painfully, and the sated leisure I’d been feeling after sex vanishes in rising panic. “We just leave the Jeep here?”

“Yep. Don’t want to risk the sound of the engine. We’ll come back for it if we can.”

If we can…

The words terrify me more than anything else.

Grant wraps his hand around one of my forearms to pull me off the path and into the surrounding woods. I don’t draw away from his grip because it’s strangely comforting, but he eventually drops his hand.

I follow him without a word, every nerve on edge and acutely conscious of every stray sound. We walk through the woods toward the clearing around the bunker.

The closer we get, the more I’m convinced that Grant was right.

Something is definitely wrong.

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