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Even if he jumped…

“I see him,” Vadisk breathed.

Dahlia yanked his hand away from her mouth. “His body?”

“No. I see him. Hold on.” Vadisk let go of her, though he didn’t move, their bodies still pressed together. She could feel he was doing something with his hands.

Montana was alive?

“Okay, let’s go. We’re going to walk along the cliff, so put your right hand on the rock, left hand on me.”

“Montana?” her voice shook.

“Alive. We’re going to go get him, and then we’re moving on to plan B.”

He was alive. She let out a shaky breath. “There’s a plan B?”

“Something Montana is really going to hate,” Vadisk said grimly. “Hopefully almost exploding will distract him.”

Dahlia swallowed the hysterical laughter as she walked behind Vadisk, the fingers of her right hand trailing against the damp rock.

Vadisk stopped, and a second later, she heard the crunch of footsteps on the rocky ground at the back of the beach.

“They touched my boat,” Montana panted.

“Are you okay?” Dahlia demanded, letting go of Vadisk to reach toward Montana’s voice.

He took her hand in his, bringing it to his chest. His shirt was wet and plastered to him. He smelled like the ocean and gasoline.

“They touched my boat,” he said again, clearly incensed. Maybe he’d hit his head.

Vadisk snorted. “You can be weird about boats later. Plan B.”

“Whatever plan B is, I hope it’s fast and close because it won’t take whoever shot that thing long to get down here.”

“It’s close, but you’re not going to like it. Dahlia, hold on to me, I’m going to need my hands free to deal with Montana.”

“Why,” Montana said slowly, “would you need your hands free to deal with me?”

Vadisk didn’t answer. Dahlia followed, grasping tight to his belt. They were moving fast, far faster than was comfortable, given that she was blindly following. Montana moved beside her, one hand on her lower back to help steady and guide her.

Then his hand fell away, his sharp inhale making Dahlia’s stomach clench.

“No,” Montana said.

“Yes.” Vadisk’s tone was hard, unyielding.

“Fuck.”

“I know.”

“Vadisk, I won’t be…I’ll be a fucking liability!” Montana sounded panicked.

Dahlia bent her head. She was already a liability. If she could see, they could have gone faster, made it onto that boat before Sinaver’s people had time to blow their escape vehicle out of the water.

“I know neither of you is going to like this,” Vadisk said. “But this is our only way out.”

“It’s a cave, isn’t it?” Dahlia asked. Given their location and Montana’s reaction, that was the logical conclusion.

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