Page 62 of Running Blind


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Damn Glenn to hell.Keeping an eye on the resort behind them for threats, Caitlyn pulled her sister into a hug, something she hadn’t done in years. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”She backed away and held Rose’s shoulders. “We’ll get you through this. I will support you no matter what you want to do, no matter what you need.

Rose nodded. “Thank you.”

“Let’s go,” Kurt said softly.

Caitlyn returned her attention to the guards. Both now faced the road, one of them talking into a radio while the other stood at attention.

Moving as quickly as possible in the dim light, Kurtled her and Rose along the path they’d used to enter the resort hours earlier. They approached the Land Rover and piled inside and buckled in, and the car started without incident. Nothing moved in the dark night but the jungle vegetation fluttering in the breeze. Caitlyn’s spirits rose. They might just make it after all.

A quarter mile down the street, she rounded a bend and slammed on her brakes.Three large, black SUVs spanned the road from jungle edge to edge, completely blocking her exit. She threw the Land Rover into reverse. A bullet splintered the windshield. She screamed and stomped the gas pedal.

The car lurched backward as she spun the wheel to perform a nausea-inducing about face.

“Go!” Kurt shouted.

She slammed the car into Drive and the wheels spun with a screech beforecatching purchase. They catapulted forward. Right into the front of a black sedan. A sickening crunch stopped them cold as Rose cried out.

No. They’d been so close. She glanced at Kurt and then at Rose. “Everyone okay?”

“Yes,” Kurt and Rose said in unison.

“What about you?” her sister asked.

“Pissed but uninjured.” She was pretty sure. The buzzing in her ears would go away eventually.

Twomen stumbled from the sedan and aimed their rifles at the Land Rover. More men rushed the sides of the vehicle and tried to open the doors, but they were locked. The only thing she’d get out of pulling the gun she’d stolen was a bullet in the head.

“Open the doors,” one of the guards called through the window, pointing his gun at her head.

“Too bad Brandon didn’t spring for the bulletproof glass.”

“Yeah,” Kurt said, popping the door locks from his side.

Caitlyn watched helplessly as he and Rose were ordered to unlatch their belts and then tugged from the car.

The guard did the same to her, then aimed his weapon at her chest. “You will die for the men you’ve killed.” His quiet voice vibrated with hostility.

Caitlyn’s stomach turned to lead. She’d failed Rose. And Kurt.

“Stand down.”A familiar voice called as a man strode into view, his icy blue eyes scanning the scene, lit by multiple car headlights.

Caitlyn gasped, body-slammed by the shock.

Glenn Lambert was alive.