Finally, her body jerked, and her eyes snapped open. She glanced around them as if searching for something.
“Katrina? Are you going to answer me?” he asked warily.
When her gaze met his, she appeared unsettled. She swallowed and nodded. “Forgive me, but... did you just hear someone cry out?”
“No. The group has been very quiet, in fact. Why?”
She shrugged. “I... I thought I heard someone cry out in pain.”
“No, sorry.” He shook his head.
Her chest rose and fell with what appeared to be a deep breath. The frightened expression left her face when she gave him a scowl.
“So, Mr. Knightly, you were saying that we would not stop until you give the word?”
“Indeed, that’s what I had implied.”
She arched an eyebrow. “And when, pray tell,will that be?”
“Just before sunset, and not a moment sooner.”
Perhaps he shouldn’t enjoy her piercing glare or the way she held her mouth so tight he feared it would break into pieces at any moment. Obviously, she was not used to having other people win arguments.
Although he felt victorious right now, a small part of his conscience wanted to back down and give her what she wanted. Women like Miss Landon were not used to this kind of physical exertion—or the heat. Yet, for some reason, he wanted to push her. He enjoyed seeing her eyes flash with annoyance. He didn’t know why, but he also enjoyed their arguments.
However, he also didn’t want to carry her tomorrow, even if the prospect of having her in his arms did sound tempting. But neither did he want any of his men to carry her. So perhaps he should find a good place to camp for the night. Very soon, in fact.
Just as he opened his mouth to tell her of his thoughts, a blood-curdling scream ripped through the air, followed by panicked, painful sobs.
Felix swung his attention to where the cries were coming from. His crew ran in one direction toward the stream, making it impossible to see who had been injured and what had caused the outburst.
He knew one thing. Here in the Amazon jungle, a scream like that wasnota good thing. It meant danger was near.
Chapter Six
The terrified shoutsand painful cries from Suzette kept Katrina frozen with fear. The same chilling sound she’d heard in her premonition. Katrina saw no face in her vision, just raised red welts on someone’s dark skin, and of course, the unforgettable screech of their cry.
