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I pulled my goggles down, then waddled forward and leapt out, holding my mouthpiece and mask in place as I hit the water.

Derek found me within seconds, and soon the other three joined. I surfaced and waited for them to pop up before pulling my mouthpiece away.

“What the fuck!” I demanded.

“Hold on.” Javi turned toward the boat leaving us behind. No one was driving it!We would need that later.

Then it happened.

An explosion so bright I had to turn my head. When I looked back, the yacht was engulfed in flames.

“Let’s get moving!” Marco called before ducking into the water.

No time for answers, I went back to following them blindly. Our vests had lights on the shoulders, giving me a guide as we swam.

Minutes passed. I didn’t have a way of keeping track, but eventually, my legs began to burn, a rarity for a shifter. It typically took about fifteen to twenty miles of running to cause me pain, but I had no way of asking how much longer.

Trust them.

They had a plan.

A very elaborate one.

That did not involve my input.

They knew something I didn’t. Were there more Dias men out there? Was the gang looking for revenge? Brazzi’s survivors? What would that have to do with us? The Velez Mafia was more than equipped to take out any threats.

We’d bought dinner. Only to not eat.

We took the yacht for a celebratory harbor ride. Only to blow it up.

There were five doppelganger corpses on that boat.

They were faking our deaths and going to extreme lengths to do so.

Why?

We were in danger. That was the only explanation.

CHAPTER 25

Emilia

Three planes.

Two trains.

Four cars.

Five fake passports.

Six hours of sleep over thirty-six hours.

Seven wig and outfit changes.

“This is it.” Marco smiled up at a small house hidden behind a few rows of tall trees.

I didn’t believe him when he said it. We were finally done? No more moving? I wasn’t even sure what country we were in.

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