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“From this moment on, we don’t exist. Am I clear?”
They all squatted in the shade of a scrub palm. Jeannie could probably tell Cal what it was and which parts you could eat and which parts you could use to build an emergency satellite radio with full GPS tracking. Damn, but that woman never stopped astonishing him.
She was last to arrive, having pulled on a dry t-shirt and jeans. He figured he’d air-dry fast enough and hadn’t bothered. But he was glad she had. The woman was too damned distracting when wet. Hell, she was too damned distracting when dry too.
Focus, Jackson. The three couples sat in a misshapen circle dictated by the available shade. The mid-afternoon temperature was easily a hundred degrees.
Henderson took the time to study each face around the circle of six. When he
