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Naomi locks gazes with her. "My sister. She was okay?"

Vanessa nods her head. "Yes. Why are you asking? Did something happen to your sister before you left?"

Naomi bites her lip. "No."

When she steps near me, I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her onto my lap. "She'll be fine. Stop pacing." I look at the guys. "Axel and Dirk got out before you left?"

"Yep. Only ones left were us," Hunter replies.

"Good."

"You didn't run into issues coming across the border?" I ask.

Hunter glances at Ryker. "We all came out alive and in one piece."

I snort. "Not going to ask what that means."

"What about you two? Run into any trouble?"

Naomi shifts on my lap. We tell them about the last few days.

"So, your ex...boyfriend...?" Julieta arches an eyebrow.

Naomi's face turns red.

"Yeah. What about him?" I quickly respond.

Julieta continues, "He called Interpol, and you found cocaine on his boat?"

"Yes," Naomi quietly answers.

I tighten my arm around her and lace my fingers through hers.

"Why would he call an authority like Interpol if he was involved with drugs?" Julieta asks.

"He wanted me out of the picture."

"Was he going to hide Naomi?"

Naomi shivers in my arms. "He said he would keep me safe, and we could be together."

Julieta furrows her brows. "How? By making you his prisoner and keeping you locked in his house?"

"I... I don't know. I didn't have time to ask. But he said Interpol told him I could stay with him."

She's right. That doesn't add up. Surely Darien wasn't stupid enough to believe Interpol would let him keep Naomi?

And why was his call eighty minutes long?

"If your ex knew you were headed here, we can't stay long. Omoa is small. Interpol is already here if he told them," Hunter says.

"But would he tell them, knowing you took his boat and it was loaded with cocaine?" Vanessa asks.

"I don't know." Naomi looks at me in question, but I shrug.

"Your passports should be coming later tonight," Tinker says.

"Is it a twenty-four-hour turnaround?" I ask.