Night had fallen, and the black Hummer tore down the highway.

The weather was no ally tonight. Nortia was a tropical country, and just as they neared the airport, thunder split the sky and a violent storm broke loose.

Visibility shrank to nearly nothing. The wipers thrashed desperately across the windshield, rain battering the glass with relentless force.

Blair eased up on the gas. The world outside dissolved into streaks of water and shadows.

Briony's heart pounded. Every muscle in her body was taut, strung tight with

nerves.

Blair kept murmuring reassurances, his hand resting on hers.

They pulled into the airport grounds.

A heavy-duty helicopter sat on the tarmac, rotors spinning, ready and waiting for them.

Blair parked and turned to her. "Wait here a minute. I'll go grab a raincoat. I'll be right back."

"Okay," Briony replied, voice thin.

Blair jumped out and dashed into the downpour.

Two pilots waited by the chopper, their silhouettes blurred by the rain.

Blair returned, soaked but determined, raincoat in hand. He yanked open the passenger door.

A fierce gust sent sheets of rain swirling into the Hummer.

Briony shivered, startled by the sudden chill.

the raincoat around her,

coat, then swept her up in his arms, striding quickly

the pilots ran over

set Briony gently

said, his voice softer than

still flickered in her eyes.

get out of Nortia first. When we reach Astara, someone

Briony asked, gripping the

fastened her seatbelt. "Mr.

Briony stared at him.

Mr. Seven?

does Mr. Seven know about

His gaze was steady, full of unspoken emotion. "Mr. Delaney realized

that was it. Mr. Seven knew James-and knew how close she and James were, practically siblings. If James asked, Mr. Seven would

pilots shouted, "We've

head snapped up. "Shut the doors!

slammed the

the cockpit, the captain gripped

weather like this

beside Briony and buckled himself

sped closer, barreling toward

window. In the leading car, he could almost feel someone's gaze locked onto his, a silent battle waged across the

The helicopter's massive blades

Just as the convoynet clining

the chopper

clung to her seat as turbulence tossed

reassuring voice reached her ear. "Don't

Briony's breath caught.

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