“Why would they be? They think their competition has gone home.”
Miri turned her gaze from Rafa and glared at his father and his team.
“Assholes.”
Rafa snickered. “Don’t make me laugh. We don’t want them to hear us.”
She smiled.
“Let’s take them,” she said.
“Take what?”
“The lidar images.” Miri gave him the slyest of grins.
“Have you lost all common sense? No, we’re not going to take the images. Do you want to get yourself killed?”
“He won’t even see us. And I doubt he’dkillus.”
“You’re joking, right? The images areliterallyin his hands. Unless you’ve suddenly discovered how to become invisible, he will see you. Besides, we don’t need them. We have the medallion.”
“Yes, but if we could get the lidar, we could slow him down, or maybe even stop him from finding the Moon City altogether.”
Even Rafa should be able to acknowledge it wasn’t abadidea.
Okay, well, yes. It was a bad idea. But if it worked? Well, then it would be fucking brilliant.
“I appreciate your badassery and all, but we didn’t exactly cover covert Navy SEAL operation skills as part of our training,” Rafa said.
“I’m used to people underestimating me. People not noticing me. Ignoring me.”
“This is slightly different. We’re not dealing with a Dr. Quinn situation here. We’re dealing with a team of what,” hesaid, turning back to count, “six or seven rugged, burly men. You will stick out, I guarantee it.”
“But no one will suspect it. They think we’ve gone home, Rafa. Look at them, without a care in the world. These aren’t people moving with a sense of urgency. They think they scared us off. And besides. Look.”
She nodded her head toward the camp, back toward his father, and right there, sitting on the chair that he had occupied moments earlier, were the photos. Out in the open. He’d left them, not worrying who might get their hands on them.
Arrogant.
Rafa shook his head. “No, no, no, no. I’m not letting you do this.”
“And I’m not asking.”
“I thought you learned your lesson after the boat thing.”
“Well, your father lit a fire under my ass, and I want to show him he can’t mess with you. I won’t allow it.”
“And what about me? What should I do?”
“Head there,” she said, pointing past the bottom of the waterfall. “I’ll get the images and meet you there.”
Rafa’s jaw dropped. “What? No, absolutely not.”
“I’ll be fine.”
“But what if something happens? I won’t be able to see you from there. I won’t know if I need to run in and save you.”
“Then don’t think of it as you needing to save me. Think of it as me saving you. Here,” she said, planting a quick kiss on his lips.
