Fuck. Their first fight and they barely knew each other.
Unwilling to goad her into another argument she wouldn’t let him win, he kept his peace. Just as well. Rushing water sounded in the distance.
She stiffened. “Is that a motor?”
“A creek.”
Arriving at it, Lucas reined Caesar in and dismounted.
Kenzie reached for him. “Where are you going?”
“To the bank.” He pulled the tracking device from his pocket. “To get rid of this.”
“What if it’s not waterproof? The signal will stop, and they’ll come to my car.”
“The feds don’t mess around with their equipment. This baby isn’t what average folks can buy on the market. That’s sissy stuff. I’d wager this thing will hold up in the creek or anywhere else that’s wet.”
He pitched it into the cascading water that ran downstream for miles, leading her assassins far away in their pursuit to harm her.