Page 12 of A Real Wild One


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Of course, they were putting distance between themselves and her father. He wouldn’t be able to beat them to the island. They just needed to land, find the medallion as quickly as possible, and get away before her father even got close. It was doable.

“Um, Hollyn! Get up here! We might have a problem! It looks like we have a bogey flying up behind us pretty, damn fast.”

And now they were back to bad.










Chapter 7

KAI’S PLANE WAS NOTequipped to go to war, but when you sometimes took dangerous jobs, necessity became the mother-fucking mother of invention. He’d had the plane fitted with retractable, rapid-fire guns and a couple of small missiles. He just wasn’t sure what they were up against yet.

Whatever was behind them was coming up fast though, so he needed to take evasive action. He dropped below the cloud cover and took in the scene below. Nothing but an expanse of deep blue ocean lay before him. He looked at the map. They weren’t too far from the island. If they could just fly another couple of hours, they would be there. He had his doubts the aircraft coming up on them would allow that.

Hollyn settled back into the co-pilot seat and buckled in. “Who do you think it is?”

“Well, it’s not the sweepstakes prize committee. I can assure you of that.”

“Are we close to our destination?”

He just shook his head hard. “What did you find out from our friend in the back?”

“That he’s no friend, and someone else we’ve trusted isn’t either. I don’t know who betrayed me, but when I find out, I’m going to make whoever it is regret they ever crossed me.”

She explained what she’d found out, and he nodded, acknowledging what he’d suspected. Someone knew their every move before they made it. Hollyn was not only no longer hidden from her father, he was hot on her trail. “Well, I’m pretty sure we’re about to come face-to-face with something we might not be equipped to handle.”

“What do you mean?”

“This is not exactly a fighter plane.” Kai saw the plane following them break through the clouds and match their speed. “But I’m not going down without a fight. Hold on!”

Like a seabird diving for a fish, Kai pointed the nose of the plane back through the clouds. The surface of the water was still tens of thousands of feet below them, but he had to maintain control of the aircraft. He leveled off and slowed the plane just as the other aircraft dropped into sight in front of them.

“What’s your plan?”

“Plan? I’m supposed to have a plan?” Kai banked toward the left, lifting the right wing and exposing the plane’s underbelly. “The plan is to get the hell out of here as quickly as possible.”

Once he’d turned away from the danger, he climbed back up into the clouds, not quite breaking through.

“How will you know if they’re following?”