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But she’d had no choice.

And now she needed to run.

She swept past Wes, her legs wobbly.

He muttered curses behind her.

She kept moving.

She had to make the most of every second.

She rushed up the steps to the top deck and glanced around.

What now? Jump overboard? Find a life jacket? A lifeboat?

Before she could decide, movement sounded behind her.

A hand over his injured eye, Wes rushed up the steps.

She had to move.

Now!

She ran toward the railing.

As she did, she saw a light in the distance.

Another boat?

But as quickly as she saw it, the light disappeared.

Maybe she’d been seeing things.

“Wait till I get my hands on you, you little . . .” Wes lunged toward her.

That was when Olivia realized she had no choice.

She had to jump.

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“That looks like the boat,”Walleye muttered, pulling out some binoculars.

“Cut your lights so they won’t see us coming.”

“Since you’re footing this bill . . .” He flipped off the lights. “Your wish is my command.”

They idled closer.

Tyson took the binoculars from Walleye and focused on the boat in the distance.

Someone rushed onto the deck.

A woman.

Was that . . . Olivia?

Relief filled him. But the emotion was short-lived.