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She played along. “We are, Val. We’ve both been betrayed. There’s no reason to keep me here now that I know what really happened. Thank you for giving me that closure. Please let me go so I can grieve.”

Val sighed. “Oh, sweetie, I want to. Believe me, I do. But I can’t. You must know how much that hurts me. I never planned on including you. I feel no remorse for killing the others, but your death will haunt me.”

If Presley had to, she could tug her hand free. All she needed was an opening. A quick glance told her that the saline bags weredripping much faster after Dr. Anders had manipulated them. Presley had to make a move soon.

“Hold the love fest,” Rena remarked. “I need to take a leak.”

Classy. But that might be the break she needed. If she could—

“What do you think you’re doing, Dr. Anders?”

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Dominic turned onto the rutted road that led to the Moran’s cabin. It wasn’t as overgrown as he assumed it would be. In fact, it wasn’t even a dirt road anymore. It was covered with gravel, with freshly cut branches and brush along the sides. Someone had filled in all the potholes.

“Look, there.”

Kayne pointed into the trees. A flash of white caught Dom’s eye.

“It’s the ME van,” Kayne said. “Good call. This is where she brought them.”

Dom switched off the headlights. They couldn’t afford to announce their arrival. He used the moonlight to navigate to the open area designated for parking.

“Can you use a gun?” Kayne asked as they met behind the vehicle.

“Yes.”

Kayne handed him a Sig Sauer and a bulletproof vest. Dom ripped off his tux jacked and pulled it on. Kayne did the same, then lined his pockets with objects.

“What are those?”

“Flashbangs in case we need a distraction. A drone if we need to see what’s going on inside, assuming there is a structure. Extra ammo. And comm devices.”

He handed Dom one, and he inserted it in his ear.

“Remember our deal. I’m the boss. You defer to me.”

“Got it, but I’ll get us to where the old cabin used to be.”

“Lead the way.”

Dom took off down the path that had also been cleared. It was a hike to get to the spot, and he set a rapid clip fueled by adrenalin and panic. Kayne easily kept up with him.

“I’ll be damned.”

“What?” Kayne asked.

“She rebuilt the cabin. It looks exactly like the other one.”

They slowed as they neared and crept closer. Curtains were drawn over the windows. “I can’t see inside.”

Kayne pulled a box from his pocket. “I can.”

He withdrew a device that looked like no bigger than a fly. “This is Queen Atta.”

“Like the flying ant inA Bug’s Life?” Gia loved that movie, and he’d seen it dozens of times.

“Exactly.”

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