The man shrugged.“She said it was the best option.”
Dobby clenched his hands.“Why didn’t you stop her, or tell one of us?”
“Because it is the best way.You weren’t here to save her.”
He growled and Radar slapped a hand on his chest to stop him doing something stupid, but even Joker stepped forward before he caught himself.
This prick wasn’t worth saving, but they had a job to do.He clenched his jaw so hard it hurt.
Axle spoke.“Go find her.You’ve got about an hour and a half before we need Agus gone from his house.We’ll head for the cliff clearing and we’ll swing by the northern beach to get you if you don’t make it to the cliff.”
Radar pressed something into his chest.“Take the sat phone just in case.”
Used for emergencies only.“Copy.”He grabbed his pack and strode away.
There was a selfless, frustrating woman he needed to have words with.
Chapter 8
Mila wished she’d had time to bandage her foot before she’d left the camp.The sandal protected her sole but branches scratched every area that wasn’t covered—which was most of it.She’d grabbed a couple of bandages from the medical centre for that purpose, but didn’t dare stop now in case the team caught up with her.
She just hoped the cuts didn’t get infected by some weird jungle disease.
Her breath came in pants as she strode up the road.She figured she’d have about fifteen minutes before anyone noticed she was missing.
Vance wouldn’t dob her in.He’d come after her when she’d left and told her she had a solid plan.
She shook her head.He’d been so earnest, as if she was the only one thinking clearly and the special ops guys didn’t know what they were doing.
But she saw through his bullshit now.He was only interested in saving his arse and she was a means to that end.
He didn’t see the irony that she was putting herself in harm’s way because of him, because of the information he’d shared with Agus.
She exhaled, pushing away her anger.She wasn’t doing this for him.She was doing this for Ethan and Damien, the men who’d risked their lives to come here.
Ethan needed to be off this island with as little fuss as possible.
And Damien… well something about him was special.He exuded confidence and a protector vibe that made her want to climb into his arms and stay there.
He was a man worth fighting for.He had argued against her putting herself in harm’s way, not encouraged it.
She jogged up the road, her steps loud in the morning’s stillness.The dawn brought pastel colours to the surroundings.
She had no illusions that if the men disagreed with what she was doing, they would catch up with her.She’d never been a jogger and after the night she’d had, she wasn’t at her best.
Damien would realise this was the only option.He had to put his team first, and by her leaving, she was taking the decision out of his hands.
He didn’t have to feel guilty about it.
Shadows were fading and the drop off on the side of the road was clear.Hopefully the car wouldn’t be hard to spot.Mila was hopeless at estimating distances and had nothing to check coordinates, but the fan palms covering the back should be noticeable going this slowly.
She kept listening for any motors.If the all-clear had been given, it wouldn’t be long before news would filter through to the villagers and they’d return home to take stock of the damage.
Agus would only inform them after he was certain there wasn’t anything he wanted in the village.
Not that there was anything left to steal.
At a rustle behind her, she turned.The road was empty and so was the forest beyond.It was probably a bird.
