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“Ever kill an animal for sport?”

Something ticked in his jaw. “No.”

“Ever kill a human?”

“I’m a pilot. I don’t kill. I fly.”

Right. The pilot. Of course. He rose in her estimation. “How’d you wind up on this gig?”

“Long story.” He shook his head. “Stupidity mostly.”

“All right. What’s your name?”

“Jack.”

“I need you to do three things for me, Jack.”

“That it?” he asked, one brow up.

“Are you with me or not, young man?”

“I’m with you.”

“First, disable the aircraft.”

He walked over and fiddled with something on the console. “Done.”

“Can you make a call? To the outside?”

His nod flooded her with relief. Finally, they were getting somewhere. “Good. Now, you need to get weapons to the people being held in the lodge.”

“You nuts?”

“Maybe. But I don’t see how that’s relevant right now.” She pulled out every blade she carried. “Find a way to get them these. Or you die.”

“Are youthreateningme?”

“No, dumbass. I’m telling you what happens when you work for the bad guys.”

Though he didn’t appear convinced, he looked guilty. That was enough for Amka. He held out his hand. “I’ll try.”

“What if I distract ’em?”

He considered, a hint of excitement lighting his features. “What are you thinking?”

“I’ve got a lot up my sleeve.” She smiled.

“Such as?”

“Dogs, stunts, maybe an explosion or two. What do you think?”

He squinted at her, head tilted back, as if looking at her in an entirely new light. “I think it’s a good thing I’m on your side and not theirs.”

“Damn right, son.” She snorted. “Damn right.”

Chapter 26

Throat tight with emotion, Elias gathered Leo closer and stared out into the beautiful night.